Thursday, January 10, 2019
Happy 2019......Casa de Cuckoo style............
Hope you are all doing well. Joe and I are doing well. Actually, we are doing better than that. Much better.
I don't know about you but the Christmas holidays always mess with my sense of time. It's like we go into a vortex and I couldn't have told you one day from another for the whole 2.5 weeks of celebration. Joe was home most of the time. We had a pretty significant snow storm (for Metro Albuquerque) and it really wasn't worth his time and energy to get out so..........we watched lots of TV series and movies. Had more quiet time with each other than we had for some time.
It was a very different Christmas for us. Just reminding all of you that Shelley and the kiddos came to live with us 9 years ago. We expected that they would be with us for maybe 6 months. I am so glad that we had those 9 years with my darlings. Joe and I miss them very much but are so delighted that they have a new home, a great relationship with Brian (sil) and have the opportunity for Joe and I to recapture who we are together. But Christmas, well we had Christmas Eve snacks here with 5 of the 6 Carlisle's and went to Shelley and Brian's for lunch the next day. A new normal I think.
I don't make resolutions for the new year. I've lived long enough and know myself well enough to know I'd screw up by Jan. 4. But, I have made some plans.
1st, after being away from all things creative and fun for the last few years.....................I'm getting my groove back. As a matter of fact, Shelley and I finalized our new business venture plans this very morning. We are looking forward to a partnership and shared time together. We will be including Shelley's bff Quino in our new venture, he is so talented and knowledgeable in his artistry. I'm not gonna jinx anything by telling you all the details now but rest assured that I will soon.
2nd, I am giving myself permission to ask for help. That's huge for me. In the past, I felt that I was imposing on others to ask them to make it possible for me to achieve what I desired. I no longer feel that way. We all deserve to be honored, respected and nurtured. Better late than never at age 70. I've held myself apart from what is joy inducing for too long.
Bliss here I come.
Be well, take care of yourself, giggle every day and know that you are loved by this Olde Bagg.
Smooches and Squoozes, Oma Linda