A month or so back, I offered to be the concessions coordinator for the basketball program at the boys’ school.
I started running in 2010; the next year, I started tracking my miles pretty seriously. And it was a lot of miles.
2014 is going to be the Year of Less: less clutter, less commitment, less stress. I already feel better, just saying that out loud. Ahhh.
Happy new year! I love the idea of January 1 as a kind of arbitrary fresh start (although I will be writing 2013 on my checks for months, I’m sure).
When I am stressed out, I fall into an inevitable pattern of Lazy About Little Things.
This has been A WEEK, you all. In all caps. For reals.
I’m really enjoying the comments on yesterday’s post, both here and at Facebook. You all are funny and smart and thoughtful. Go you!
Wade took Charlie to get a haircut last week; he came home with a fauxhawk (Charlie, not Wade — Wade got his standard buzz cut).