And so another year has ended and a new one begins. I confess that, while on a personal level 2019 holds good promise, the bigger picture seems to me to promise many worrying and difficult things. It comes to something when my most optimistic hope for our country and the world is that 2019 turns out to be less awful than I fear.
And yet. Still we continue to live our ordinary everyday lives, and so we should – always in the best ways we can manage.
Last year I adopted (and used) a phrase that appealed greatly to me: Do what you can with what you have.
It served me well, and I plan to use it again throughout 2019.
Alongside that (and always with reference to it), this year I’ve decided to set myself several specific goals. I plan to use this space (and you!) to hold myself to account, and I’ll be able to drop back here at the end of December to see how I did. My goals are simple and not in the least novel. Some of them are goals I’ve set myself several years running and always failed to meet – hence my plan to dust them off and bring them into the light of day, figuring that maybe I’ll be more likely to stick with it if I know that you’ll be watching to see how it goes. My experience has been that when I do that, I have a greater ability to stick with it. Time will tell.
So – my goals for 2019 are:
- Use less water in 2019 than we used in 2018 – this is about reducing our environmental impact
- Use less single-use stuff in 2019 than we used in 2018 – as above
- Eat less meat – likewise
- Get my allotment and garden back (or maybe I mean forward?) to how I want them to be
- Lose a stone in weight (This is about health not appearance – the weight has steadily crept on over several years, and it has to stop)
- Do some sewing. Not sure what. Anything will be more than nothing….
As goals go, I’d say they’re pretty modest. Though I may not think so this time next year. I’ve tried to keep them specific, so if I fail it will be clear that I’ve failed. Of course I could lie to you, but I won’t be able to fool myself so what would be the point?
Maybe you’d like to join in alongside me with some or all of these? That could be more fun for both of us.
In the meantime, and most importantly, I wish you all a very happy and peaceful and healthy 2019. And thank you so very much for dropping by, I really do appreciate it. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Here, for no reason other than this was what we saw when we went to Stourhead for our Boxing Day walk, are some Morris Dancers (traditional English folk dancing, for those who live elsewhere and maybe haven’t come across this before. If you’d like to see more, click here to enjoy Malcolm’s video clip. These are the White Horse Morris, a Wiltshire side.
(Not many people know that when I was a student I was part of a women’s Morris side. I can still remember most of the dances. If there was a mixed side nearby I might even be tempted to join them, but the only one I can find is a women’s side that wears soppy costumes. Not for me I’m afraid).