So, I’m ringing in 2016 in the unfortunate manner in which I faced too many nights in 2015: sleepless.
Sleepless in Cleveland.
I also started a sentence – in fact, this entire piece – with “So”, a lazy use of a conjunction that drives me crazy when it is placed at the beginning of a statement. Interview subjects on NPR do this all the time.
The new year is not looking good thus far – three hours in. The weather is ridiculous – there’s no snow, and everything seems out of whack. I can’t sleep. We have a long drive home tomorrow and I’ll be fairly worthless.
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On second thought, things really aren’t all that bad.
- I know why I can’t sleep – it was that cup of coffee with dessert after our New Year’s Eve dinner.
- I’m not asleep, but my husband is, and he’ll be able to do most of the driving.
- We have family – scattered all over the place, but safe – and we love one another.
- The year looks to be one of transition and growth.As of right now, no one is getting married in our back yard this summer, so that’s a big plus.
And finally, I’m in a good place – better than I’ve been in years – in regards to the space I am occupying these days; my vocation, my spiritual life, my attitude, and an overall sense of being content. There are quite a few unknowns ahead, but there is a settledness in me that is welcome and new.
So….tomorrow might be a wash, but I’ll be with the man that makes me the happiest. I’ll be home by the end of the day, with the kids I adore. And we’ll hit the ground running to make 2016 all the best it can be.
That’s a pretty good place to start.