My floors are freshly scrubbed, all but one of my library books are read, and my older sister is bringing home her boyfriend for a few days.  I think it would be good for me to focus on feeling fresh.  I won’t force happiness, but I feel that if I focus on feeling accomplished and fresh and optimistic, the kind of happiness I want will work itself in anyhow.

I still need to put fresh sheets on my bed for Ange’s beau, but there’s time. I plan to take a run with our dog, Athena, soon and return my books to the library.  Having things to look forward to is really important. I don’t think I’m clinically depressed, but sometimes it’s hard to pull yourself out of feeling sad if you don’t have a rope.

Anyways, I am now in the mood to wish any lonely souls out there who are reading this blog a Happy New Year, most sincerely, and I guess my New Year’s wish (I don’t like resolutions) is to work towards health and contentment.