I'm days behind in writing a new year's post, but the truth of the matter is I'm suffering from a serious lack of motivation. In so many ways. Not a good time to be uninspired, this time of new beginnings and new goals. If you're looking for encouragement, stop reading now.
Perhaps it's serious after-Christmas meltdown. Ya think? The decorations are taken down and tucked away. All sorted and organized, in a new storage area that we've set aside just for Christmas. To do so, we pulled all the luggage, assorted curtain rods, old baby gates and empty boxes out of a basement closet. Now, it's filled in a most orderly fashion with Christmas boxes neatly labeled and stacked.
And then, I just stopped. My days have been consumed with chipping away at the mountain of laundry that mysteriously accumulated over the the two days I took a break at Christmas. I sit down at my desk to catch up on a bit of work, and before I know it, hours have passed, and I emerge feeling good about the work I've accomplished, but the laundry pile has grown even higher, the dog has shed another pound of fur on the carpet and I haven't a plan for dinner.
Did I mention the kids haven't gone back to school yet? Whose brilliant idea was it to send them back midweek? They've been sleeping in until 11:00, then get up and take over the t.v. for a while. Then, the younger two will go over to the rec center to play basketball, so I think, great I have a couple hours to get something done. But before I know it, they're back. They find their own entertainment, so I can't even blame them for being a distraction. But I know they're there. And I have to work and they don't. Tomorrow, they're back in school. So technically, we're still in vacation mode.
So, I'm declaring January 6th as officially New Year's Day.
Happy New Year:)