Taking Stock: January 2023
Can you believe that we’re approaching the end of January already? This month is flying by! I probably say that every year, by the way, as for me it’s March that takes forever and is my least favourite month of the year.
How do you feel about January?
Making: myself walk every day for at least 30 minutes
Getting: some new chances and
Hoping: they will help get me closer to my life goal
Cooking: some Polish food, which was a joy and made me think about connection to our roots and between the cultures.
Sipping: so much tea! But also warm water during the day and some good wine or beer in the evening (no dry January in this household, the big social media thing about it makes me recalcitrant)
Reading: books I’ve brought from the library last month (Swimming in the Dark, The Seven Moons of Maali Almeida, My Name is Lucy Barton and Landlines) so I can go deeply on my year of reading from home.
Also reading for work and some e-books, of course.
Thinking: how much done I am with my own bullshit.
Remembering: my in-laws, the most supportive and accepting people I’ve ever met.
Looking: at my surroundings and feeling happy that we’ve decided to move here, almost three years ago now.
Wishing: I could believe in myself a bit more
Enjoying: my writing sessions with Katie Anderson-Morrison from
Appreciating: the support I get from some people. I hope you know who you are.
Wanting: to be more like I was before some things happened.
Eating: Christmas cookies, still.
Finishing: my own bullshit behaviour
Loving: the moments on the sofa when we’re both reading a book
Buying: only two books in January and some food of course, but nothing else
Watching: Jen Cambell’s YouTube every Sunday evening, it’s our little ritual
Wearing: lots of knits and scarfs
Walking: every day for 30 minutes after dinner. For now to the other side of the village and back as it is only route that has some light.
Noticing: how much I need to be outside regularly, it does wonders to my mental state
Saving: still for an electric bicycle
Waiting: not really waiting any more, just doing things and watching what happens
Feeling: like I’m finally getting back to myself, to who I am and who I want to be
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