I am in the process of nesting.
I read The Year Of Less** and a fire has ignited in the deep hollows of my gut. My gut hollows, if you will.
** Quick book review: great premise, though I didn’t care too much about her incredibly in-depth personal journey. **
However, I shut the book with one thing in mind: I must purge, organize, and clean.
Continue reading ➞ Nesting — Organization, Finding Happiness In Less
At midnight, the ball went down. At least, I haven’t heard otherwise. We had a few technical difficulties actually finding the channel that featured the ball going down.
Instead, we chose to follow the satellite time on my uncle’s phone. This is how it went:
“Well, um… my phone says it’s midnight,” I shrugged.
“So does mine,” piped another, “kay! Happy Ne–!”
“Na-na-na,” my uncle squinted intensely at his phone screen, “not yet.”
We waited. We coughed. For fun, we began, “Seven! Six! Five! Four! Three! TWO! ONE!!”
“…not yet,” said my uncle. Finally, he smiled and leaned back in his seat, “there.”
So we yelled ‘happy new year!’ and everyone hugged.
Soon came the question of new year resolutions.
Continue reading ➞ 2016 To-Do List