The thing about each new day is that every single one of these twenty-four hour gifts offer us opportunity to start again. Heckity pie, yes! We can start again. We can re-start the diet, the
For our grandiose plans exist, for the most part, only in our minds and as we are truly, madly deeply in control of our minds we can wipe the slate clean whenever we choose and start again. Wow. Who knew??
There is very little in this world it is too late to save if they are really meant to be a part of our lives. But before I go on lecturing you, let’s just read that sentence again: if they are really meant to be part of our lives. Because ain’t that just the thing? Somethings AREN’T meant to be apart of our lives and that is why we cannot commit head-space to them, time to fix them, energy to save them or indeed, in the case of errant exes, heartache pining for them. Darn it life is too short, so GET OVER IT, damn it.
Ooops got carried away on a caveat.
Anyway what I am saying is this: today could be DAY ONE.
I am a woman with a whole lot of plans that have in Alison-speak, gone doozy. Oh yes: plans I have made and researched and worried about. Diets I have shopped for and read up on and scheduled into my
I gotta create a house that works for all of us.
I gotta make
I gotta lose these saddlebag thighs.
You too have got your own list of gotta’s haven’t you? Gotta’s that need de-doozifying? Am I right or am I wrong? I’m right? Then today is the day we start again. The day we forge cheerfully ahead with our plans despite everything that has gone before. Despite all the mess and the failure and the disappointments and the couldn’t-be-bothered’s and the urge to run away. Despite those darn naysayers too! Yes despite all that: today is the day we de-doozify, call a truce with our selves and our families and the cupboard under the stairs and our customers and the world and it’s dog and start again.
Today then is the first day of the rest of our lives: we gotta get busy Housekeepers!