I am so done...on so many levels.
I've been fighting a cold since late last week, which progressively got worse since Monday. Today was the first sign of it starting to morph or possibly even go away. Now my daughter has it. Between the two of us, we're short-tempered and ready for it to be over already! It's only a matter of time before the hubs succumbs too. (Thank goodness we're pretty ready for Christmas. Otherwise, this blog post would have been filled with some lovely language.)
My weight. Yeah. I got down to 11 pounds lost before I completely became unconscious about eating all the Christmas cookies, breads, and birthday cupcakes. Needless to say, I'm no longer 11 pounds down.
And this blog has been a beast. While heightening my consciousness/awareness/mindfulness—whatever you want to call it—has been such a great experience, I am looking forward to not writing. Every. Single. Day.
So, I'm done. I'm ready for the cold to go away. I'm ready to be 50 pounds lighter. And, I'm ready for Jan 1 to be here.
Be open to what comes.