“Another fresh new year is here . . .
Another year to live!
To banish worry, doubt, and fear,
To love and laugh and give!
This bright new year is given me
To live each day with zest . . .
To daily grow and try to be
My highest and my best!
I have the opportunity
Once more to right some wrongs,
To pray for peace, to plant a tree,
And sing more joyful songs!”
~William Arthur Ward
I’ve been wanting to blog more and I’ve been trying (albeit unsuccessfully!) to write something everyday. WordPress has started the Post Every Day challenge and one of my New Year’s Resolutions is to blog more. So I am going to do it.
I’m going to post something on this blog EVERY DAY.
It won’t be easy (knowing that I suffer from procratinatoritis!!!) but as writing always has a way of helping me work things out, it’ll be good for me. As it says in the sample post, it’ll be “fun, inspiring, awesome and wonderful.” And to further quote the sample post: “I’m promising to make use of The DailyPost, and the community of other bloggers with similiar goals, to help me along the way, including asking for help when I need it and encouraging others when I can.”
If you already read my blog, PLEASE encourage me with comments and likes and send me positive vibes!!!
It’s New Year’s Eve Day and I’m at work. I’ve got several things on my list of things to do. But today, I find that my mind finds it hard to focus on the tasks at hand (I wonder if there’s such a thing as a mind leash–you know, those baby cords that parents put on the their children so when the child wanders, they tug and the child almost snaps back? I need one of those for my brain today!). I’ve got one major project that I’ve been putting off. Me being the great procrastinator—I think it’s a genetic but that’s just me 🙂
I’ve been looking at Facebook (wandering agent #1) and everyone is posting these amazing look back at 2010 status updates. I’ve got nothing really to say for myself. I ask myself what I’ve accomplished this year and I sit there and wonder. All I’ve done really is work and hike up my blood sugar levels! That’s not really good now is it?
Another new year is waiting in the wings, waiting for the nearly old one to exit stage left (don’t ask me why but I suddenly have this vision of 2011 jumping up and down behind the Live at the Apollo sign waiting for it to lift so it can make its entrance! Bizarre!). It’s my third new year away from home. And the excitement of spending the holidays away from home has well and truly faded. I find that I am craving the noise and chaos that only being surrounded by my friends and family can create. I truly miss that.
I am going to write my resolutions this year. My smart goals. I am going to write them down and place “due by” dates on them. Really. If I can do this for things here at work and tick off the things I’ve achieved, well, I can certainly do it for my life, surely my life is more important than work, eh?
And I will start by not procrastinating on my archiving project at work! I won’t finish it, definitely. But I can certainly finish at least one more ledger to archive today!
I’m a person who likes to write down things. I’m forever wanting to scribble something down. When I was younger, I used to have my diary with me all the time. Just in case I wanted to write something down, to work out what I was feeling or thinking.
I’d like to think that my handwriting is better than average. I owe my handwriting to summers spent with my Lola Gening, who stressed that writing in cursive should be done neatly with even-sized letters. My handwriting may not be as beautiful as my Lolo Isiong’s but I think my Lola Gening would be proud of my penmanship!
As the year draws to a close, I am debating whether I should get a small planner or a filofax. I’m wondering if I need one. I mean if I need a planner, with a calendar that reminds me to do things, then that’s what my iPhone does. If I want to write down my thoughts, that’s what my blog and Twitter is for, and I have a WordPress app that lets me blog on the go. Everything seems to be so…digital these days. Don’t get me wrong, it’s great because it’s much easier to share things with my relatives in the Philippines this way.
There is a satisfaction with writing things down though. Every morning, after I get in, I still sit down, open my notebook to a fresh page and write down my things to do. There’s something purposeful about physically writing things down and not punching down the letters on a keyboard. Or maybe I’m just old-fashioned. Plus, I do like looking at my handwriting when it’s nice and neat and tidy.
While there are pros to getting a planner, there are also cons. I forget about the planner or misplace it sometimes. And I’m trying to simplify my life and downsize. Carrying a planner will only make my bag heavier. I’m ecstatic that I’ve got a Kindle because now, I don’t have to lug books around! And the 64-million dollar question is, will I actually write things down on a planner EVERY SINGLE DAY? Because I know myself well enough, somehow I doubt it. I start well, but I falter towards the end and then I pick things up again. Getting a planner (and I’m not talking about something from Poundland here!) requires a commitment and a steadfast devotion to chronicling things. I mean how else would you justify spending more than £20 on something you write on and then replace at the end of the calendar year?
So, if you were in my shoes, should I get a planner?
I found another gray hair today!
There I was looking at myself, bleary-eyed, in the mirror at half-six in the morning. My eyes slowly panned to the left and I spot it. Right there. Just over my ear! Another strand of silvery gray hair. And in my head I was screeching, “May uban na naman! (I have another gray hair!)” I’m not vain…well, not overly vain (I don’t know why but now I can hear the song I Enjoy Being A Girl from the Flower Drum Song in my head!). I have my fair share of healthy vanity but I also have no illusions about how attractive I am. I look okay, but I don’t think you’d pick me out of a crowd.
There’s nothing like a gray hair spotting to drive home the point that I am aging.
I was in bed battling a flu-ey bug during the long Christmas weekend when it suddenly occured to me that I was turning thirty-five (and mouthing words the way Miranda does doesn’t help! I will be 3 and a half decades old in a matter of months!) in 2011. I look at myself (figuratively, of course, as I was in bed) and wonder if I had any maturity to show? If my choice of TV shows is anything to go by, you might think I was stuck in arrested development (I love watching Gossip Girl, and Hilary Duff movies are a guilty pleasure!). But then again, I don’t feel like I’m down with the kids anymore because I don’t like Justin Bieber, I have no idea what songs the Jonas brothers have sung, I’ve never watched any of the High School Musical movies and I have no idea who the new Disney kids are!
On the other hand, I still use Johnson & Johnson baby cologne. I’d rather have something cutesy on my screen saver than anything too serious. I don’t know if people see me and think, “Oh there goes a mature young woman!” (I don’t even know if I am still in that age bracket that qualifies being labeled as a “young woman”! How sad is that?!?) because I don’t feel mature most times. In fact, I feel very immature in most circumstances. I always find myself wondering what my mom or my Tita Bing would do. Surely if one was mature, one would be more sure-footed?
There are days when I feel like Peter Pan, not wanting to grow old. There are days when I feel like an ornery old lady (being irritated by the noisy, shrieky kids on the train) and there are days when I wonder if I’m ever going to grow up.
Can I actually say that the baby is now a lady?
Am coughing so badly today that am completely regretting coming to work. I’m not sure what’s up but it might be something akin to asthma. Although, that being said, I’ve never really had asthma so I’m not sure if it is that. It might just be that my body is trying to expel things. The thing is, I’ve had the whole long weekend to cough and I didn’t do much coughing then. Not that I remember.
Right. I am at work so am going to try to focus on work!
Did you get great Christmas gifts?
I did! I won’t itemise them, but all the gifts I received this Christmas were things I wanted. I even got things which I wanted to get for myself but never got around to getting them.
I got Christmas pudding with brandy butter and cranberry jelly. I’m saving that to send to my folks. I just have to find a replacement for the brandy butter as its expiry date is too close for my comfort. I wonder if anyone sells brandy butter that doesn’t expire in 3months? I shall google that later.
I got to speak to my folks and my aunts and uncle on Christmas Eve, Christmas Day and Boxing Day, which in itself is both a gift and a luxury. It might sound like a cliche, but to see my parents smile is gift enough. It’s nice to know that I can make them smile, even after giving them grief.
I’m off to play with one of my new toys now 🙂