Tuesday 20 December 2011

I'm reviewing the situation....

Ron Moody as Fagin in the film 'Oliver!'
Its that Dickensian time of year again, the last few days before the Big Day.  I finished my shopping today, and the presents are wrapped and under the tree.  And now I am taking a bit of time to sit on the sofa and think about the last six months, and the next.  Its been a very complicated time.  I've:
  • written about 50,000 words at least
  • helped to organise my stepfather's funeral
  • helped to care for my grieving mother
  • grieved myself, too
  • been to my niece's wedding
  • fallen in love with Him
  • And fallen back in love with Him
  • and met him. (He's wonderful.)
  • and changed my opinion of this. (Its a beautifully written book, in case you wondered.)
  • unblocked the drains (AGAIN)
  • fallen on the ice (AGAIN)
  • drifted in a dreamworld for most of the time.
I've also failed to:
  • meditate
  • do daily yoga
  • write many blog posts
  • finish my Victorian Bodice-ripper novel
  • look after myself in much of a tangible way
  • understand why I need to write 50,000 words of Sherlock fanfiction (It's about my father, apparently.)
But can this 'felon be a felon all her life?' (As the song goes.)  My plan for the next few months in beginning to form, thanks partly due to the help in this book , which is amazing.  So at this point, as I see it, 2012 is going to be the year of:

  • meditation
  • yoga
  • reading more great fiction and even a bit of poetry
  • finishing that Victorian Bodice-ripper
  • okay, look, I can't see me not still being addicted to this, can you?
  • writing writing writing
  • and maybe taking a life drawing class.  But don't quote me on that.
  • And going to this.  For def.
  • And writing more posts for this blog.  And another one that I am secretly incubating, with the possible involvement of lemons.  Watch this space....
And now I have to go and have a lie down and try not to think about Benny in that sheet....   I may be some time.