I lub this week. The week after Christmas is my fav-O-rite week of the entire year.
It's the eye of the storm. It's the cushion between the before and the after--the past and the future--where you can actually live in the NOW!
The hustle bustle of Christmas is over and nothing is pressing or scheduled or expected until after the new year.
How sweet it is.
In a few days I will have to kick it into gear and get busy. Whip myself into shape. Stop eating chocolate and reading autobiographies about Andre Agassi. In a few days I'll have important things to do--meetings to conduct and activities to plan--goals to set and resolutions to make. But for now I am basking in the beauty of this middle place, where I can get away with simply existing.
And existing simply.
Actually I'm not going to make any resolutions this year. Instead I'm going to make a bucket list because I've decided to take Kris Allen's advice and live like I'm dying. At least in 2010. In fact, if I happen to get my own talk show in 2010, Live Like We're Dying will be my theme song.
I'm taking advice from Kris Allen now because I got John Mayer's new album for Christmas and I'm kinda worried about him. I think he's depressed because all he sings about is broken hearts and getting stoned. Either he's depressed or he's going country. Either way, let's all send a message out to the universe so he can find another super-hot super-famous girlfriend and regain his Zen master status in my diary.
So anyways, as I say fare-thee-well to 2009, I am composing my bucket list to help me live like I'm dying. Here's what I have so far:
1. Clean my bathrooms. Clean bathrooms are like clean underwear and you don't want to die with unclean underwear.
That's all I've got right now. Any suggestions?
Happy New Year, peeps! May we be all be as blessed, (or a little more blessed (or even a little less blessed would be okay, (as long is it's not too much less))), as we were in 2009.
In 2010 may we all live (and clean our bathrooms) like we're dying.
Lub You All!!!!