I do have a… wish? Desire? Plan? Intention? Inclination! …to get better at life. Just… do life better. Be better at it. I’ve had 38(!) years of practice, now. It’s time to get down to brass tacks. And I’ve arrived at this conclusion not because it’s a new year, but because it’s time. I could have come to this conclusion next May, or last September. The year, the date, has nothing to do with it. It’s just coincidental with some changes in my life.
I’ve emerged from the haze that was 2012. It was hella busy. And hella fraught. With all kinds of things fraughty. Upon approaching 2013, I find myself without a whole heck of a lot of freelance work, which I’m okay with. I’ve decided to drop a client… a well-paying client, in theory. In reality they were consistently MONTHS late with payments (I have yet to receive payment for work I did last August… and September and October, for that matter), and that coupled with the lack of direction or response to my contributions left me feeling that the compensation wasn’t worth the hassle. I still have Beyond Megapixels, which I hope to contribute to more often, and more consistently. I have a couple of clients that I write occasionally for, and they’re great people to work with though they don’t throw a heck of a lot of work my way. And that’s it! Nothing else lined up at the moment.
That, coupled with the fact that school is over in two weeks, represents more free time than I’ve had in a very, VERY long time. Free time that I hope to put toward the general improvement of my life. My relationship with my husband. My relationships with my kids, my family, my friends. The contents of my wallet – less eating out, less haphazard and impulsive spending. The relationship with myself – eat better, move more, rest my mind, be happy, write more for ME.
It’s all so simple. And so requiring of effort.
We don’t have too much planned for the year. Bill has to travel for work in May, and we’re going to Maine for a couple of weeks in June. We have our annual trip to Indy in August (with a certain individual who should really consider firing up his blog again, ay-HEM). We’re toying with the idea of going to Fleet Week in San Francisco this fall, or catching a concert at Red Rocks in Colorado (considering how blessedly expensive San Francisco is, and how the hotels will jack up the prices even further for Fleet Week, I suspect it’ll be the latter). And we hope to rent the chalet again next Christmas.
I still want to move to Maine. I have a vague idea on how to accomplish this. But I’m just letting it rest there in my mind, and have stopped stressing about it for the time being. I don’t know, maybe it’s because I know we have a really grand trip coming up. Maybe it’s because at this moment in time the weather makes living in Arizona the opposite of suck. I’m a shade more content to just let what happens, happen. When it’s time to move, it’ll be time. Things will happen as they’re meant to happen.
They always have, after all.