No matter how cliché it sounds, January is the queen bee month of motivation. Even if, statistically, many people forget about their New Year's resolutions before the end of the month swings around, there's something to be said about the magic that January brings. For me, no other month holds as much potential in a a single day than January. I'm able to see every goal I've set for myself clearly. Everything seems doable. Mountains seem to look like molehills. Plans are being made.
I've been prioritizing and it feels great. In November of this year, I will turn 30. I'm not upset about it at all. As I've neared closer to 30, I've honestly felt better about myself and the life I'm living than I did 10 years ago. Its a great feeling. For my 30th birthday, my husband and I are planning a trip to the Grand Canyon. I visited once when I was 12. Standing near the rim on crutches and smiling for some family photos was the extent of my visit. So for this trip, we plan on obtaining backcountry camping permits and backpacking to the canyon floor and back over the course of 3 days. I'm SO looking forward to this, but the endurance part of it has me a little bit worried. The magic of January has helped me carve out 30 minutes to an hour every morning before the kids wake up to workout on my own. Its felt marvelous! I really hope I can keep up with it.
Due to January's sweet motivation, I've read both Marie Kondo's acclaimed books on tidying and plan to put them into action after we return from a quick trip to Texas next week. I can't even begin to put into words how much I am looking forward to everything having a place in my home once and for all.
My stockpile of old seed, feed, and flour sacks is getting higher and higher and my brand new, Christmas present sewing machine is looking awfully lonely in the closet. My finger tips are tingling with excitement at the idea of making my first set of vintage throw pillows for Mick & Rita's. I can't wait to post them for all to see when I get them put together.
