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Tuesday, January 6, 2009

The 1st Post

This is the 1st post of 2009. I'm so excited to be writing it-- because well- I've got nothing to ramble about. A first I realize. I can always ramble..but I guess I find myself looking out onto 2009 and sort of cocking my head to the side and saying "hmm?" I get this way this time of the year nearly every year. But something is a little different about this year I suppose. I don't feel that there's any huge internal conflict to resolve or write about. I'm not preparing myself to trudge through another year, but rather I'm hopefully optimistic. I have my list of things that I want to accomplish in 2009 and of course the unspoken things in my heart that I don't share with anyone but the Big Guy Himself. It all seems "do" able and manageable. I suppose like most of America I'm concerned about the economy and my job. I worry about my kiddo and the things that need to be fixed around the house and finding the money to fix them, but for the most part I'm in a "hmm" state of mind. I'm ready to shake it off.

The Holidays are over and I've packed away all the decorations. I've received the credit card bill and I stayed within my budget and will gladly send my Christmas payoff into Mastercard. I'm ready to clean out my closets and the garage and maybe that will help clear the crazy cob webs in my mind. While it seems a little dusty in there- I know this: I am hopeful that 2009 will be good to me. I feel sort of like I've been through battle and I'm experiencing the calm before the storm. I don't fear the storm- I feel like it will be an amazing experience.


I'm going to make myself a promise for this year: I won't look back on 2008. It is over. It is done. I felt it and lived it and I can't do anything about it now.

On that note: I do have a random thought. Does Facebook ever make you feel like a stalker? I mean you can download it onto your mobile device and see what your friends are doing at any given moment so long as they update their status...Over the holiday I found lots of my old high school friends and connected with them, but could see recent pics of them before ever really even chatting with them in email.. and so I found myself wondering..Am I a stalker? Is Facebook legalized stalking? Craziness. Now I know several of you marketing guru people will tell me that it's social media.. and a tool for sharing and discussing information among people.. but are we sharing or are we just nosy? I know we tell ourselves that we're so busy that a web based application helps us feel connected.. but I miss connecting over coffee, lunch or drinks and Facebook makes me feel like a loser sometimes.

Facebook loserness aside. I'm hopeful about 2009 and thanks to a fellow blogger Random Cathy My theme for 2009 is Hope. Holla! My flavored cardboard otherwise known as Lean Cuisine has been consumed and I have some work to do.

3 comments:

My Home Town Schools said...

You may suddenly feel nostalgic and think about getting in touch with a former old high school classmate. Yet, it's hard to know where to start. My Hometown Schools is a FREE site for locating and contacting your old School, College and University friends, either to catch up on old times, or even to arrange a reunion.. Whatever the reason, we are sure you'll be happy here at My Home Town Schools!

Happy said...

Hi - my name's Happy and I found you via Cathy's blog (which I found when she commented on mine post-a-conference at Willow Creek last year when we met through mutual friends) - and I just had to say - I liked your post a lot, and I'm SO sorry you got spammed as the first comment - that's TERRIBLE. A post this good deserves better than that. :)

Hope is a GREAT theme - and I hope for you that it is an amazing year, whatever storms do or don't come. And your little boy is adorable, by that way. What a cutie. :)

Blessings to you,
Happy

Nata-Leigh (Lubbock's Mom) said...

Totally nosy! I agree, but, who cares? How else are we gonna keep in touch these days?

Happy blogging!