So, here we are.
The last day of the year.
I always feel like I should do something momentous on this day, but then it just becomes a day like any other.
We do have plans to welcome the New Year at a neighbor's house tonight. It's an East Coast Style party (translation, welcome in the year at 9 pm, when the ball drops in New York.), so we'll be home by 9:15.
And then it will be 2010, which will mean a lot of muttering when I automatically write '09 on checks for the next two months.
I have a friend who spends the first day of the year trying to do what she'd like to do all year long.
I'll be spending January 1st hosting a Rose Bowl party.
On the plus side, I would like to spend the next year with loved ones in our home and feeding people. But, I don't really relish the idea of watching football for the next year (even if it is the Ducks). I guess I should throw some crafting and what-not in there.
I am planning on making two kinds of donuts for tomorrow morning, and I could totally wrap my mind (and stomach) around a year of donuts... of course after a year of fat fried bliss I wouldn't be able to heave myself off the couch to do a lot of anything else.
What are the plans for 2010?
Well, Sweetheart G will be ten.
Which means her childhood is more than half over, and I've been without a paycheck for a decade.
These thoughts (my eldest child growing up, and my absence from the workforce) are like little mosquitos that buzz in my ear and make me itch.
I plan on continuing to welcome others to make art with me. For my birthday, I want to have an art party, and I'd like to have a Valentine Collage event as well.
Most of all, I want to slow down time a bit.
These days just fly by, and my girls are growing so fast.
I want to do more Choosing with my time, and less just Doing because it needs to be done.