First thought of the new year: it’s really fun to learn Brit turns of phrase, particularly those used commonly at the turn of the century/millennia, by watching Grand Designs.
Yes, we are still obsessed. It’s our show around this time of year.
I started day 1 of the pushups and sit-ups today. Going to attempt again to go all the way through the year with them, and then keep them up. More an excuse to get back into the swing of it. It’s a mindset, not a goal. I’ve also decided that I’m going to join Liz in doing yoga. This will be her third year doing it, but she does a 30-day yoga challenge with a well-known youtube yoga instructor, Adrian. I’m joining her. More than just getting “strong” again, I want to work on improving my posture this year. I really, really need to have better posture, or I’m going to suffer from it in the later years in my life that feel so much closer now that I’m forty than they did just last year.
And I’m in bed, going to sleep on time tonight. Going to read for a bit and then get a full night’s rest so I can get up on time tomorrow (even though I don’t actually have Netflix work). It’s time to start on the outline for the next book. Figure that shit out. Get writing.
I’m sad the holidays are gone already. It’s kind of sudden, isn’t it? At the same time…I’m starting to feel ready to get back to work. Liz and I spent the day updating our SimpliSafe system; we had some smoke detectors we’d purchased but haven’t actually put up yet. Those are up. We also wanted to swap out all the batteries on all the devices in the entire house. They weren’t telling us they were running low…yet. And rather than replace them all piecemeal, with them failing in kind of a cascade or drawn out fashion, we figured it was better to just replace them all at once. They’re all fresh now. We should be set up for the year to come.
Really love my house. Really want to weed the front yard. Have to, in fact, before it gets out of control, which it’s super super close to. I’m really, really going to love having that front yard squared away. I’m even willing to spend some money to get it done. Enough of this embarrassing curb appeal. Let’s fucking sort that shit out!
So…that’s happening. I’m excited about that.
It’s going to be a good year. I can feel it, guys. A really, really good year.
Night night.