8.28.2005
I was sick. Desperately and horribly sick. John and I have contracted some sort of jungle plague that comes around every hundred years or so. I am beginning to believe in the mind-body connection, because ever since June something has been wrong with me physically, coincidentally I was in the middle of one of the most emotionally stressful periods of my life. Thankfully that is over now so hopefully my body is just getting rid of the last of the toxins I banked up.
While I was lying around doing nothing but wishing my ear would stop hurting, I began to think of what profound things I could put on this blog. I began reminiscing about my life, things I remembered about my childhood and early adulthood etc. Then my mind wandered down a different road. I'm 39. Let me make the changes now, in this last year of my 30s, that I want and feel are necessary. Next year I'll be 40. At that point I will be "middle aged". Next year is the year for waltzes down memory lane. This year is for being young, full of promise, hope, ambition and excitement. So here we go:
Every day:
I will curl my eyelashes.
I will wear perfume.
I will fingerpaint or color with Jason.
I will make sure I have at least lip gloss on when John comes home.
I will make my home and family my 1st priority.
I will remind myself how lucky I am and how much I have to be grateful for.
This year:
I will go to Las Vegas just for the experience.
I will put money in savings every month.
I will eat healthily most of the time, because I want my body to last another 40 years.
I will spend more time with my parents, and tell them I love them.
I will write my grandmother every week.
I will be sensible in my friendships.
I will share my writing with other people.
I will learn to love myself.