A week or so break from work is lovely, but after three-ish days, I missed the kiddos. I figured today would either be rough or awesome because, you know, distance makes the heart grow fonder. So far it seems that the missing was mutual; so, 2018 is off to a good start! In case you’re looking for something to occupy yourself for six minutes and 45 seconds, check out this video I made for my sweet nanny family for Christmas. Yes, that is the song Up&Up by my British buds:
2018 and I are doing well so far. I spent the end of last year having too much fun with great friends and making another grand effort to scare away the dude I’m still getting to know– the one I’ve caught feels for. Guys, I’m throwing all the Morgan at him that I can muster and he’s still hanging in there. Kudos to you, sir– please keep being awesome.
Many people make a big to-do about announcing their lofty New Year resolutions and the more I think about it, I’m not sure I have ever made one. I’m not a fan of setting expectations. When you have big feelings, dealing with disappointment can be pretty devastating. I realize that everyone feels disappointment and I don’t mean to throw a pity party for myself. I just mean to say that I avoid expectations, and that’s that.
The thing about 2017 was, it could not have started with a blanker slate. It was easy not to set expectations because I felt little besides hopelessness. Though the beginning of the year was a chronic struggle, every day I fought to feel better and I couldn’t be prouder of the self I rebuilt. I refuse to let this health slip from me and think that’s the best resolution I can make for 2018. I know that I can’t predict what the year ahead will throw at me, and that’s okay. What I can do is maintain my psyche and not let the surprises of life bog me down. Taking care of myself is a full-time job and I intend to crush it in this new year.