Is it really 2011?

I swear, I have no idea how this happened yet again. Another year passed me by, and I didn't even realize it until, oh, Decmeber 31st!! If I keep living like this, before I know it I'll be old and wrinkly, looking back on my life, and wondering what the hell happened.

Of course as I'm looking back, I can tell you exactly what happened. Life. All of it... homeschooling, mothering, running, a little bit of writing, and not enough de-cluttering. Same old, same old. By September I flushed my resolutions down the drain, and came to the ever intelligent conclusion that it quite simply didn't matter, what my resolutions were. I don't have time for them. I don't want them. They have the tendency to make me look and feel like a failure. And I know I'm not. I'm a busy woman with a somewhat cluttered life. So bring on 2011. I'm ready. No resolutions whatsoever.

Well, almost. I do want to run the Portland Marathon this year, after reading that a 92 year old woman in Hawaii finished one. No more excuses for me now. If this woman can do, then I can do it too. Thank you, Ma'am. I hope you live for a very long time and finish many more marathons.

My other goal... and this is not a resolution for 2011 but more of a life goal: love myself, like myself, appreciate myself just the way I am. No changes needed. Just growth, because we all do want to keep growing, right?

Everything else will fall into place. Happy New Year, everyone.