This is the year in review…or at least sort of. Frankly, we never remember what happened, except just bits of it, and often the bad parts, like the great bathroom/office flood of 2017. A young friend of the Bean’s posted an idea today on Facebook, suggesting you get a jar and, once a week, write down something good that happened that week and then look at them next year on New Year’s day as a way of focusing on the good that happened. It’s a great idea and fun to do. Need to hunt up a jar.
Personally, I’ve decided that with the bad comes the good. The flood happened, but we got a nice newly remodeled bathroom and Bean’s office ceiling got painted, which it needed. Although Smidge missed Krismiss with us, she’s coming home in the new year. While we will be leaving this home that’s been ours for six and a half years, we’ll be having a cross-country experience, driving to the new condo in Everett and living there. Hard work, but also tons of fun and togetherness.
Yes, moving is a chore, but we approach moving as an adventure, something to anticipate and enjoy as we get to know our new surroundings, new neighbors, new experiences, and new friends. Sure, we have a ton to do to prepare for the sale of the house and the move, but it’s all part of a grand adventure that I’m looking forward to.
The good news here is that, during our first week of 2018, Smidge will be home. I know she had a ton of fun and lots of relaxation in the Hawaiian sunshine with her Bestie, Voir de Wizzy, but I missed her, and we now need her to help dig in and make the house ready for sale. And I’m looking forward to hearing her tales of her time with her Bestie, too. I live vicariously through them. I heard from the Bean that the trip ran cold and hot and cold again – living in an igloo, basking on a Hawaiian beach, and returning to the igloo. Hate to tell you, Smidge, but it’s not much warmer here in Virginia than it was on Wintermitten Island, and you’ll sadly be arriving without your Bestie.
So for 2018, my resolution is to enjoy my life and to anticipate the grand and wonderful things that will come my way during the coming year. And maybe along the way, I’ll even make a new friend. And wouldn’t finding my own Bestie be the greatest adventure?
Happy New Year to one and all.
Now, where’s that “Good Things” jar?