about the state of my house, the piles of unsorted papers and journals on my husband’s perch in the front hall, the jumble of shoes and boots blocking the doors, the drawer full of mittens (I spent hours finding and matching a few weeks ago) that has been rooted through so many times I can’t look at it without cringing, about the stuff I’m always moving to the basement and attic and the fact that one day I will have to figure out that to do with it but don’t want to. Ever.
about my children, mainly that the world treat them well (not just well but gloriously so) and when it doesn’t that they are equipped to overcome obstacles and disappointments with dignity and grace and come out the other end stronger and wiser.
about my marriage, about learning how to be more patient and open and kind and understanding and loving…
about the launching of my book, the cover, the subtitle (which they want to change), about asking for blurbs, about not getting blurbs, about print runs and earning back advances and reviews, both not getting them and getting them, and then if I get them whether they’ll be good and about not taking them so personally that they stifle me from writing another book, about the other book, whether there will be another one and whether it will sell and its launch….
about my health, my children’s and husband’s health, the health of all my family and friends, the general healthiness of the universe… because I read that worrying about health or anything for that matter can cause health problems and also possibly more messiness, marital tension and bad reviews.
about my hair.
about this post, that it reveals something about me that will make you… I don’t know. Forget it. I’m NOT going to worry about it… at least not today.
Happy New Year!
You must have a HUGE worry jar! Great resolution. If only for a day. To err is human. To worry is female.
Good luck to all the Debs debuting in ’08. I know I’m waiting for an Amazon shipment in February from one of you.
Happy New Year, friends.
KIM
I love that your resolutions went from untidy mitten drawers to hair, and that your book worries were sandwiched inbetween. It’s so like all of us.
It’s why I read this blog, Gail. No publication pomposity, just everyday writing-women with recipes, shoe jumbles in the hall, and sincere concerns for those we love.
Merry New Year to every last one of us.
Worry jar? Now I’m worried I don’t have one of those… jk. Thanks for stopping by, Kim and have a great New Year!!
Monda: Sometimes hair moves to the top… but not today because I’m NOT worrying. Thanks for finding us, Monda! And Happy New Year to you!!
Gail, you cracked me up with your worry jar comment…and what a great post to close out 2007!! I’m so happy to have met you this year. Here’s to 2008!!! 🙂
I can only imagine how much I could get done in all the time I would have if I gave up worrying.
Gail, this could be me! Lot’s of worrying going on here too and I could certainly afford to cut down.
Thanks for a great 2007 and Happy 2008!
Danielle
Jess, you always crack me up! And I also really enjoyed meeting you!
Eileen, you’re so right! More time.. although I’d probably fill it with more worrying.
Danielle, I’m sending you NOT worrying vibes for the new year… in fact I’m sending them to everyone!
Thanks to ALL our readers for welcoming us new Debs this year, thanks to the founders (especially Kristy) for paving the way, and thanks current debs for being there..
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
aloha gail! Don’t worry, be happy! Tee her hee!
Kim — Thanks!!
Gail — good for you. I try not to worry, it’s such an energy suck, and doesn’t generally change the outcome of whatever I’m worrying about…
(If only obsessing put $$ in the bank…)
Lisa