Tuesday, January 1, 2008

New Year's tents

I've been thinking.  A dangerous pastime, you say.  But, nonetheless, it happens.  And it's happening to me.  And tonight, I am actually going to tell you what I am thinking about, and not get lost in the running and rising stream of consciousness that often jumps the banks and floods my writing. I am thinking of New Year's goals.  Isn't everyone?  After all, it is the very first day of the very first month of the very brand new year.  And it's nice to have a mark that says, "this is the beginning," (that kind of beginning would be a birthday, literally.) And it's also nice to have a mark that says, "let's start over," the kind of mark that today would be to anyone already arrived on earth.  And I love start overs, or fresh starts.  That's why I love moving (my dh thinks I'm crazy.) Yet, the beginning of a new adventure in a new place is extremely attractive to me.  My grandma would say "You gotta keep 'em building their tents," when my mom would wonder how to keep us kids from getting bored.  (You know, the kind of tents that put the broom up on phone books and drapes sheets across the top for the roof.)  It's sort of manifest destiny. "Every living thing is under that necessity for continuous advancement."  
Okay, but back to the beginning:  with a beautiful fresh start, which I love having those, I am choosing to make my year's goals in short terms.  For example, this month, I am finishing my started projects.  And I am letting new ideas wait.  I will write them down, hold on to them, but they will wait patiently until all the old are cleaned up, finished up, used up, and put up.  This is my fresh start.  By clearing away all the old things, getting them done, like all my sewing that I've begun and never finished.  That's January.  I will have all my started sewing done by the end of January.  (See the purse, I did that tonight.  So far, so good!) And when February comes, it's on to a fresh new goal.  I don't know what that is yet, but that's alright. The beauty of my new year's goal is that it is to make a goal every month, and accomplish that goal in that month.  So, I have the flexibility to make adjustments and new pursuits without feeling like I let myself down for not accomplishing a long term goal.  I keep my advancements in short increments of time, so they are easier to measure.  And I feel like I am advancing at a faster pace.  Or at least continually advancing, moving on to new goals, new places, new tents, and new beginnings. And with those beautiful, progressive thoughts, I wish you a Happy New Beautiful Year.


Andrea said...

I love this idea. I think I might copy you. Also, I loved your little purse--very impressive! But really noticed what it was hanging on. I am sure you did that too. You are so creative. I love your ideas. Keep sharing!

sunburned said...

Actually, I can't take full credit for the shutters behind the purse. They were another project waiting to be finished. I didn't know what to do with them. I also had the handle just lying around, too, (I'm a collector, it's a problem, Bryan's really a good sport) and my mom actually put them together. I loved it. I'm glad you like it, too.

The Seattle Hills said...

Summer, that purse is so cute! I don't know how you create what you do...please live closer to me so I can learn...And sorry for copying you, Andrea, but I agree. Very good idea for the year. I'm already starting to ponder my months out. Does anyone else feel that 2007 ending without accomplishing very many concrete things?

On a goal oriented note...Summer, I know you're a runner. Do you want to do this half-marathon with me? I have no idea how to get you here for it (October 4), but if you're so inclined to pull off something miraculous, I'd love to run with you!

sunburned said...

Hey Kris,
It's been a while since I've blogged my own blog. So I apologize for not responding sooner. But, I am proud of you on this running thing. I am not brave enough yet to take on a marathon. I tried to train last year, but ended up tearing a ligament in my knee and tearing my hamstring as I fell down the stairs at my mom's house. (Carrying my sister's wedding dress, no less!) So, I am on marathon, even running hiatus for the duration of the injury. I looked great limping at the wedding, by the way.