Kia hari te tau hou, feliz año Nuevo, gott nytt år, bliadhna mhath ur, and all that. May all your dreams blossom and bear fruit. Twelve hours into the year and I’ve already broken two of my resolutions... oh well, it's still 2003 somewhere in the world.
It’s another gorgeous sunny day on the coast. Already to hot to take Max for a walk, she’s collapsed on the kitchen floor. Poor thing – the steps down to the beach nearest our house are broken, and she just stands at the top, trembling, and looking at me plaintively. We have to walk all the way to the next steps, which is quite a way if you’re an elderly three legged dog. They should have ramps for disabled dogs.
I’m going back into town this afternoon. Apparently they have a women’s underwear sale on at Farmers… my mother keeps me informed about these things because I never know. And then I’m going to take my left over syllabub trifle along to the beach for a New Years day gathering with friends. I think I put too much brandy in the trifle – it’s really not supposed to be that runny. But it didn’t feel like the festive season without it. And I was enjoying sugar while I could – my agent has decided that her responsibilities include bullying me into improving my diet! So no more sugar binges for me. Watch this space for the return of splitting headaches and grumpiness... only been up for a few hours and already the cravings are unbearable. Sugar... Mmmm... No, must think about something else! Oh gawd, my willpower couldn’t move a paperclip, let alone a mountain. Or is it faith that’s supposed to do that?
Speaking about withdrawal... it’s official, I’m not doing any writing workshops next year. Ooops, I mean this year! I’ve missed the deadline for the first trimester workshops, and I’ve done all the ones in the second trimester. Heeeeeelp! Scary. But at least some of my classes from last year are planning to have regular meetings, and even do a few exercises. Still... I’m feeling just a tiny bit regretful.
Posted by Fionnaigh at January 1, 2004 10:15 AM