Welcome to 2019
Things I have learned since the last time I blogged:
- I have 23% body fat. This is a good thing.
- Books do not write themselves. (I already knew that, but now I know it more better.)
- Reading glasses are no longer optional.
- There are natural ebbs and flows in this thing called life, and it seems like maybe when one thing is ebbing, another thing is flowing, and maybe this is just the way it is. You can’t be constantly at high tide or low tide. Maybe life is just more of a tidal thing than a scale (balance) thing.
- Puppies are a lot of work.
- Runs on the beach are amazing.
- There will never be a time that I am not parenting. Forever.
How are all of you?
It’s been a while. I start of lot of posts that way–“it’s been a while.” I don’t know how I let five months go by without updating you all. I guess I felt like I had nothing to say, so I didn’t say it.
So first, updates:
- We joined a gym. I had a fitness assessment, and hey! I’m in great shape for a woman my age. It turns out that even though I kind of have a flabby middle (there’s only so much a woman who has carried four babies can do about that), I actually have body fat around 23%. I’ve been holding steady with my weight, too–around 143-148 pounds for several months. That means I’m maintaining my 60+ pounds weight loss. While my strength isn’t quite 100% since my sprain in August, I have been running more. I’m up to 8 miles now. I intend to do a half marathon this year.
- One of the goals I have set for myself is to publish Unquickened this year. No, I am not done with the first draft yet. No, I am not even really that close, aside from knowing, generally, what happens. I need to write about 70,000 more words before I can even edit it and get it out there. But… I have to do it. You guys. I just have to do it. So… that’s my deadline. December 31, 2019. I will publish Unquickened by 12/31/19 or die trying.
- I’m old. I’m not 50 yet, but I turn 50 this year. All of my friends are turning 50. We went to a party for my husband and two friends who all turned 50 within four days of each other, and then a month later, went to another 50th birthday party. My 13-year-old said, “You just WENT to a party.” Get used to it, sweetie. Class of ’87 is in celebratory mode.
- December was insanely busy, and in the midst of it, it occurred to me that balance is as elusive as a picture of Sasquatch and the Loch Ness Monster having a party with Elvis and JFK at Area 51 with all of the moon landing conspirators. I think maybe balance is a lifelong thing, not a daily, weekly, monthly, or yearly thing. So you know what? Screw balance. If I need to work, I’ll work. If I need to knit, I’ll knit. If I need to clean or parent or network or sleep or whatever, then that’s what I’ll do.
- We added this darling girl to our family in December:
Her name is Tonks. The animal shelter said she is a German Shepherd mix, approximately 4 months old. She has the body style of a shepherd or herd dog of some kind, but the coloring of a black lab (though I know black is a recognized color for German Shepherds). Sometimes I see shepherd, sometimes I see lab or something else, so given her kind of “morphing” nature, “Tonks” seemed like a good name for her. Our cats, Mssrs. Bingley and Blackjack, are still rather put out, but Sirius Black, our black Lab, seems to like her.
6. We spent some time in Lincoln City in August, and I was able to get a few beach runs in. And OMG, why have I never done this before? It was amazing. Five miles on sand with ocean and sea air and other runners doing that “runner’s wave” and dogs and segulls and wet feet and…. I need my own beach house.
7. This year is not going to be pretty for time. I have five more months of driving the 8th grader to and from school. My oldest daughter is graduating this year, so we’re busy looking at colleges and doing senior stuff. My younger son is busy with speech and debate team, school, and wanting a job. He turns 16 this year, and he’s done with driver’s ed, so he’ll be getting his license the day of his birthday, I’m sure. And…
My oldest son is getting married. This is not a huge surprise. He and his fiance got a kind of early start on things. Their son–my grandson–is two. They’ve been living as a family for some time. The wedding will just make it official.
Yes, I’ve been quiet about that whole thing. I hope the reasons are obvious, because I don’t want to go into them. My soon-to-be-daughter-in-law is a lovely young woman–gracious, kind, and a great mom. She is good for my son. Her family is also lovely. And of course, being a grandma isn’t a terrible thing. He calls me Nama.
Somewhere in 2018, I realized that I still spend a very large part of my day parenting. I feel like I still spend 24 hours a day parenting. It’s a different kind of parenting now, but it’s parenting. And maybe… I don’t know. I guess it’s okay. But it means that’s part of the ebb and flow.
The approach for 2019 is… Well, I guess it’s just to work on habits, but without worrying so much about perfect balance. I have some habits I want to form and some habits I want to break. I have a list, but I’m only going to formally tackle one habit at a time. Maybe I’ll blog about that later…
My intention for this year is to get control of my time. By that I don’t mean to regiment my time into neat, tidy boxes. I’ve given up on that. Every day is different around here. By getting control of my time, I mean simply not wasting it anymore. If I’m engaged in an activity, it has to be one that drives one of my goals for this year.
What are my goals? My goals are modest:
- Improve my personal relationships
- Improve my health
- Finish Unquickened and publish it by December 31, 2019
- Build my freelance business to a modest full-time income
I have specifics inside of each of those, but I won’t get into those here. The habits… I might blog about those later. I’ll think about it. Suffice to say that each of the habits I’m working on will drive one or more of these overarching goals.
So here’s the thing for this year… One of the things I miss about my old blog is the way I would ramble and say nothing and eventually end up with a point, and there would be some kind of little conversation in the comments, and I would get to “meet” interesting people that way. So I’m going to make a concerted effort to blog more this year, even if the blogs are short and uninteresting. Blogging here drives my goal to eventually make some money at this fiction thing.
So that’s where we are. And a little of where we’re going. I am not going to promise a specific frequency of blog posts, but I am going to be here more often. I may not say much, but I’ll say something. And hey, if you have any ideas of what you’d like me to talk about, please tell me! I’m always looking for ideas.
I guess you’re all caught up now.
Oh look–I did have something to say after all.