Lordy, what happened to me? Not even a Felice Navida, just a snarky post about a swimming pool incident. Obviously not much pre-christmas cheer going on in my neck of the woods. The Husband always reckons I make excuses for everything, and I do have a tiny one to make here - had a big deadline for a loooong story just on Christmas with lots of interviews to be done. But still.
A blog break over the Christmas period with the Sister staying (couldn't risk her wrath if she'd seen me blogging in her presence, and truth be told - was too busy being happy and festive to sit down and write about it), with the break turning into a drought. But I'm back.
So lets leap straight into the New Year. Bring it on. What's your year about?
Me, I have finally stepped off the chasm into the unknown and as I hurtle head first, I am just relieved that I am finally doing something. I don't know if I will crash and burn and the bottom or whether my dive will turn into something graceful and divine.
I am writing. I have a book idea. I am running a marathon. I will be trying to live my best life.
You?
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