This evening on the bus I finished a book that I started about two months ago. It’s an itty bitty book that got shoved into my bag to be read on my afternoon commute, and that got shunted in favor of knitting, especially in the days close to Christmas because I was busy trying to finish this knitted doll for my daughter.
Today, too, I made a few personal decisions about cutting out some needlessly stressful things in my life, without regard for how this “looks” to others. Screw others.
In the last couple of months I’ve gotten far afield of my goals for myself as far as my writing and editing career (despite having signed with a new agency last month), and most of it is because I’m dealing with things that have nothing to do with my personal goals or needs. No more of that. Time to get back on track.
The little things can be good…finishing books and knitting dolls. Or they can be bad…other people’s pettiness that cause unnecessary stress. Here’s to more of the good little things, and fewer of the bad. Here’s to ending the year on a less stressful note.
For the record, my reading stats for this year: 15 books. I meant to read 50. Well, they both have fives in them. 🙂