I remember Mom once told me that, “however
the new year catches you, it’s how things will be for the whole year”. And after hearing that, I would work myself
into a tizzy every New Year’s Eve trying to clean up my room in the hope that
it would remain clean and orderly for the whole year to come. This year I am just going to let it ride.
I’ll not have read through the books I
stacked according to my reading preferences.
Besides, I’ve bought new books which intercepted the “to read”
list.
I’ll not have washed and dried, folded and
put away every single piece of laundry.
Quite frankly, I have no idea where all these clothes were before
laundry day. I have never had all
clothes put away at the same time. I
wonder what that is like. I had washed and bagged the excess linens, wonderful
vintage pieces I inherited from mom. I just
need to put them in the closet after it's cleaned out. Um, no, not happening this year.
I'll not have made my contributions by this year's end. There are clothes set aside in a corner for
donating. They need to be neatly packed, itemized, and labeled. Yeah, that’s not going to happen
either.
I’ll not have worked out the quandary of
what to do with my collections of plastic bottles. I was tossing plastic water and soda bottles
into the general recycling bin when someone suggested I should claim the
deposit instead. I did that
once. It was not a windfall but I was
thrilled to get money back. But now that
I no longer have access to a car, that cash back will be spent getting to and from the
redemption center. Well, it seemed like
a great idea at the time, but the bottles are piling up. Some are counted and bagged and just waiting for
the brainstorm that will lead them out of the house and onto the deposit site. Maybe I will go back to putting
them in the building recycling bins. Before
this year is over? Nope, not going to
happen.
And I’ll not have “a place for everything,
and everything in its place.” This year brought
to completion coursework for floral design. This project was not without its contribution
to my clutter as well as the materials from stained glass, beading, and canasta courses. Yep, bought stuff for card playing. My living room, kitchen and bedroom have been
co-opted. That adage is a nice thought, but
I’m keeping it real.
Frankly, I am not planning to do anything with the hope of a new year catching me. It will be what it will be. I'll just, let it ride!
