Over the past few years I have followed Laura Lippman's tradition of choosing a one-word resolution for the new year. (I haven't seen her word for 2022 yet).
In years past I have spent a fair amount of time trying to come up with something pertinent and meaningful. Something of value.
This year I'm going with a word of total and unapologetic self-interest, of no value to anyone other than myself.
Call me selfish. I do not care.
I call it self-care.
My word for next year is "pamper."
I'm going to welcome 2022 with gifts from me to me.
Some scrumptious scented body oil of my favorite fragrance
A new pair of slouchy jeans
And a new frock.
Slouchy jeans and maxi dresses! They're back! And I'm happy to see them, and wear them, again. My ol' hippie self rejoices in the fact that everything old is, indeed, new again.
And I've started planning a trip for later in the year.
I, like many of you, am ready to travel again.
Beyond ready.
If the trip falls through due to yet another COVID variant, so be it. I'm doing all I can to lessen the financial impact should that happen. Travel insurance. Refundable flights. Accommodations with a good cancellation policy.
I need to spend some time doing one of the things I love best - planning a trip. The planning is, to me, a major big fun part of travel, and thanks to my Baccarat Rouge 540 scented body oil, I'll smell absolutely divine while doing it.
I hope you'll do something nice for yourself in 2022.
2 comments:
I'm going with the same word as I've used the last couple years. I keep trying, and maybe some year, we'll have the kind of year I can enjoy. My word is "joy". (Linda told me she thinks I was born with a happiness gene.) If I can get to a live concert, and back to Broadway, those will bring me joy.
I do have a quiet joy in my life every day - my cats, my books, my wonderful family and a few special friends. But, in 2022, I want to have that BIG joy that brings a smile to my face, and sometimes a tear -- music and Broadway.
And, I ordered 3 teas today for myself. I started the first day of the new year with a comforting tea that just makes me feel good. A touch of joy.
I love your word for this year, Kaye. Pamper just works. And, self-care is so important after the last couple years. We need to take care of ourselves mentally and emotionally. I love you, sister of my heart.
Joy! Yes! Always important, now more than ever! Here's hoping this is the year for those things to bring great BIG joy back into our lives. We (those who are doing all the right things) are tired. Honestly, I could not care less how tired those selfish ignorant people who are not doing the right way thing are. But they are stealing our joy. We will overcome this virus in spite of them. So mote it be (which is witch for "fingers crossed"). 😁
Love you, dear one. To the moon and back!
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