So, I haven't had a lot to write about lately. Winter has been nice, besides the obvious cold and early darkness. I think the number 1 reason is because of our dog, who needs walks or he chews things... enough said. My housband does not enjoy being outside in the cold (example: last Christmas, a blizzard. Me: Want to go for a walk in the snow with me? Him: Not really... ). So it went all last winter. But now! Now! We go for a walk every day. Bagheera and my housband go for at least 2 a day. I love being outside and it's nice to have a dog that makes my housband go outside in winter.
Unrelated: we live near the zoo and I've seen a peacock outside the gates quite often. I kind of love peacocks.
I've been thinking about a lot of things and reevaluating what's important to me vs. not important. I know I've been on a kick of having less stuff, but I've noticed it's a huge thing in our culture to want, want, want. I don't want much. I'm sick of wanting more. I get tired of reading blogs because a lot of it is what's popular to want now. When I really think about it, I don't have much that I truly want or need besides the obvious: food, shelter, etc. Simplicity feels nice, I think. Maybe someday I'll be all about the bling and having tons of stuff crammed all over my house but for now, this is good.
Also, if any of you know of an accountant who would be willing to help me file my small business taxes this year for free or pretty cheap, I would be forever grateful. I really don't have much clue about the intricacies of the IRS and accounting--I just know I don't particularly want to get audited.
Right now, my feet are freezing. I'm dreaming of being at the beach, my toes buried sand. No matter how often I visit the ocean, I generally always want to go back soon after. Like now, for example.
I don't think I wrote much about the holidays. Here's the rundown: they were nice. I like my families. (All of them.) The holidays were simple. They were sweet. They are now over.
(That's ok with me, because in recent years I've realized that Christmas, more than anything, makes me feel sad. I don't want to go into why, as I don't fully understand it myself, but it makes enjoying the day itself sort of difficult.)
I feel as though I'm really boring lately. Am I boring? Can we still be friends?
Last thing: I dreamed last night that I was inside a car wash that was similar to Willy Wonka's chocolate factory. The employees loved working there, and there were giant silver slides which led down to where people washed their cars. No idea what the slides were for, but they were exciting to slide down. I bet everyone would wash their car more often if car washing were more fun. I know I would.