Right now I am a rotisserie chicken. Slow rotations and all.
With a low of -20f last night, the shock of return from the temperate PNW has been a bit harsh. A morning of hauling and (very badly) splitting firewood for our wood stove heating system led me to sit as close as humanly possible to it and turn as soon as I can’t take the heat to let my other side in on the action.
I expect to be fully warm…never.
Yet, needs as they are, I thought I should go to town to run some errands. Bad idea.
Yes, I know its kind of snowing, yes I know we’re supposed to get a foot overnight. But I thought: It’s fine, the Prius has studded snow tires, gets out of my psychotically steep driveway like a champ.
Mistake #1 of 2014: I am now waiting for TripleA.
And hoping to, at some point, regain the feeling in my fingertips [it is SUPER hard to type when you can’t feel your fingertips, FYI].
After the frantic digging, the phone call to P, the tears (couldn’t help it), I am just waiting.
Waiting, trying not to worry, and finding some solace in thinking that maybe this is what Neil meant?
“I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world.
You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re doing something. So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before.
Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or it isn’t perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life. Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it. Make your mistakes, next year and forever.”
~ Neil Gaiman
The Art of the Everyday, January 2. Resolved: Have you ever made a New Year’s Resolution that you kept?
Dispatch this week to Katya!