My big 2022 Goals post was ready to go. Pinky promise / pinky swear. But then life happened. My momma is uprooting her life and moving here to Texas. In with us. Due to medical issues. (Hers, not mine.)
It's all fine...
Except...
The trajectory of my life for the next year or two or three just changed. As a result, my goals for the year needed to be adjusted. My original list had twelve goals on it. Some of them were big. What was I thinking? I was already stressing about them. That's no way to feel about your goals at the start of a brand new year.
So I had to do some serious re-vamping of that list. And I did. And you know what?
I feel relieved.
I wanted to be super ambitious this year, but I already felt the weight of that, and then I got to thinking and maybe a fallow year as far as actual writing goes is really more to my benefit for various reasons. And that was before my mom's arrival came into the picture.
So give me until Thursday and I'll share the updated, more realistic goals list for 2022.
I'm also really looking forward to spending time with my mom. I haven't seen her in years and years. On the other hand, it's going to be interesting around here with two mother-daughter dynamics going on, lol...
Have a great week.
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