Shokufeh is... home

Entering the last week

It's Saturday night. There is laundry to be washed and toys to put away and thank yous to be written and the various and sundry that is always waiting, weighing. But I suspect that I will soon go to bed. Day one of Weekend-Reunite-with-Old-Friends went well. Wonderfully. I look forward to tomorrow, and the busy week that is coming up - it's rare for me to have commitments, but I've got something happening every day or night for the next ten days. Sometimes a couple somethings.

I was just looking over at November's calendar on the sidebar, and was surprised to see that every day is the same color, right up through yesterday (today, once I post this). I don't know why I'm surprised, as the goal was to post every day, and I've done it, come sleepiness or family craziness. In some ways, it seems silly that I've been so obessed with making sure that I posted every day. But, it's nice having a goal for every single day. And meeting it. I think that, once I hit December, I will continue to post with more frequency. Maybe not every day, and probably not just for the sake of posting, but this has been a good exercise. I've learned that I can find at least five minutes to take time out for me, to do what I want to do, even if I'm not doing it exactly the way I'd like (i.e., posting something other than what I really want to write, because of short time). I've learned that my family can support me in accomplishing my goals. I've learned that I enjoy writing more in the morning. I've learned that a routine is helpful. I've learned that what I write doesn't have to fit neatly into compartments. I've reminded myself that I like making goals, and meeting them. And for this, I thank Mrs. Kennedy.