Monday, 1 June 2015

The First Day of the Rest of My Life

I love newness!

I’m not talking about new clothes or new cars or other big things.  I’m talking about new little things.

A new notebook, a new pack of coffee, a new loaf to cut into.


And a whole new month.  


I think it’s the big kid in me.  I’m no good at remembering to say “White Rabbits” but I find the first day of every month exciting. 


A month is such a good period.  There’s enough time to do significant things but not enough time to run out of steam.  Each month I create a new month planner headed with "I have thirty days to make a difference, 30 days in which to move my life a bit nearer to how I want it to be".  I write my hope list – not a to-do list for that would be to court failure.  Hopes are exciting, the stuff of dreams.  To-do lists suggest a certain driven-ness. 

This month my hopes include things like spending time on the swing in the garden, visiting Normanby Park, having a day at the seaside, making a skirt.

And at the end of the month I do a review.  My review of May had such things as my Staycation, a new hair-do, my first visit to the races, making three bags.  None of these is important EXCEPT that each has brought me joy and that is supremely important.

Enjoy June.

5 comments:

  1. If you manage a day to the seaside, please call in for a coffee, I would love to meet you. I love the idea of a hope list, I find that really encouraging.

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    1. I'd love to meet you but your blog doesn't allow e mails to you. Could you visit my profile where there is an e mail link? Thanks

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  2. A Hope List sounds a wonderful idea. Not being able to plan anything, not even a day ahead, I can see what a good idea this is - not committing: just hoping to do things!

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  3. It's good to think in terms of just one month at a time, rather than a whole year.

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  4. Joy is supremely important! Today was the start of a new month AND I opened a new bag of coffee this morning. How perfect! (except that I spilt half the cup on myself in the car; it wasn't too warm at that point, none the less, haha).

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