Happy New Year!

It’s the 1st. And that’s when resolutions begin. Fitness, health and organization are on my mind.

Wait.

What’s that, my dear calendar? It’s actually the 1st of August.  Oh.  Well, better late than never, right?

So yes, stress has been weighing down on me {mom of young kids} and so “other things” are weighing on me as well.  Hence, I am trying a few new things to focus more on my health.

• Reading.  Currently I’m enjoying a book about chrono-rhythms and timing of when to do things – not just what to do.  Fascinating.  The Power of When on Audible.  Amazing!

• Running.  I tried and fizzled on running a specific program for increasing speed/endurance.  I’m going simple this time.  Running a mile a day.  Makes a fun acronym in my bullet journal:  MAD!  Ha!  So it’s going to look like I was MAD every day this month.  Well, it better.

• Bullet Journal.  I have found something that works for me beautifully, merging creativity, list-making, to-do listing and journaling all into one.  I’m just finishing up my first journal.  And I’m hooked.

• Writing.  I need this creative outlet.  And it sometimes {most of the time} goes to the back burner behind the day to day grind.  I don’t know how I’m going to move it to, say, the front burner.  It’s a work in progress.  And progress I will take.

I have made it through the summer.  {limped through}  And now here we are at school time again.  Back to routine.  Back to homework.  I think that I need this.  So many things are swirling in my life – so much change right now that it’s hard to remember what the consistency of a schedule looks like.

One of those things is moving – staying in the same town, but moving to a new house.  One that fits our family so much better.  When my husband and I moved into this house, we were only dreaming of kids.  Now that there are three very active and loud kids in the house, we need space.  So space we have found!  But now we have to pack up this house.

• Packing.  Going through all the stuff that I was going to go through later…now.   I do not want to be moving stuff that I don’t want – but don’t know that I don’t want yet.  Lots of paper.  So many papers.

And now we are saying goodbye – after more than 10 years in this house.  Saying goodbye to a home is something that can break a heart, even if there is promise on the other side.  Saying goodbye to where I brought my kids home for the first time.  Saying goodbye to the memories made within.  Saying goodbye to the house that was a home.

Happy new year and happy school year!