The past three years have taught me you can’t count on anything and to make the most of each day we have.
Yes, I’m being overly dramatic about not being able to count on things going as planned. Of course, many things go as planned, yet many things don’t, and I think we’ve all had to learn to pivot, adjust course, and perhaps alter expectations. I’ve become good at a four-hour game plan, as in, what’s happening now and how can I handle this next four-hour time chunk and make it matter. Four hours is a time frame that’s easy to wrap your arms around and doesn’t feel overwhelming when you might not know what’s coming next. It’s helped me move through many of these days that can sometimes feel the same.
Putting dinner on the table each night is one way I like to punctuate one day from the next. What’s for dinner is usually one of my earliest thoughts of the day. I’ve gotten myself back to going to the gym instead of solely working out at home after a long hiatus, and I’ll stop at the market on the way home to pick up supplies. It feels good to have the workout done and the evening meal planned out before anyone else gets up, and that’s a tremendous four-hour chunk of time. The day can beautifully unfold with those two activities checked off the list.
Wherever you are, however you celebrate, and whomever you love, let’s all keep on going. Happy New Year.