It is New Year’s Eve. In my childhood my mother was adamant we eat the lucky black eyed peas — until the year the house burned down — then she said she wasn’t going to eat them anymore and we didn’t.
There will be no black-eyed peas tonight, either and just dinner with me and the Hubs. I think I will either work on my cross stitch picture or read unless I can find something interesting on tv but the chances of that are slim to none. I won’t be staying up until midnight, I can tell you that for sure!
I have completed my Goodreads challenge and am happy with what I did but I am going to be a little more intentional this coming year. The problem I have with these challenges is just trying to read copious amounts of books instead of thinking about the quality or subject matter or whatever — just numbers. I would rather read three really memorable books than 30 that I don’t even remember reading.
I am going to start doing some cluttering this next week. Bulky pickup is this week so I hope to get a lot of stuff out of my house — I have learned that nobody needs three pancake turners — so that is a goal.
I am not a resolution maker — I fail miserably at it and I would just rather set some goals (like cleaning out the junk drawer!) and work toward that goal.
So, with that I will close out for the year! 2021 wasn’t a bad year, considering the plague and all, and I am hoping for an equally good 2022. Wishing the same for all of you!
RIP Betty White
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