I decided that to combine something I was unable to do last month- a daily question from reverb 10, and writing a blog, every day, for one month. And since both December and January have 31 days, the questions will line up. I will write about my doings and incidents and miscellaneous stuff, as well, first. That way if you want to skip the question, you can just read Cat's Daily Fluff, and skip the analysis.
(But thanks for reading any of it!!!)
To that end, the first question for reverb10 is (was):
One Word. Encapsulate the year 2010 in one word. Explain why you’re choosing that word. Now, imagine it’s one year from today, what would you like the word to be that captures 2011 for you? (Author: Gwen Bell)
One word, huh?
I tried several things this year that I would have said I couldn't do. And I did them. I went to the Petty concert. I was full of all sorts of worry about why, what, how, can I do this, geez it's expensive, yadayadayada. But I 'sucked it up' and decided, I want to do this. If I want to do this, I am going to have to get out of my comfort zone. And, although I found out that some Petty fans are crazy, some are scary, and some really need to get out more (like I should talk), I found I could do it.
I also found out I could bash spiders by myself, if I have a long brush. (Except on the ceiling, I am about 4 inches too short to do that effectively, and I am not about to decorate my decolletage with arachnids!) I have always been scared of spiders, (no, I don't know why...), but Husband showed me a way to be able to take care of them without needing to call him in the house. This took his time, and made me feel even more annoyed and helpless than I already feel, quite often. I also have a flip flop attack, for low hanging ones.
The arsenal grows... (insert crazy evil laughter here...)
I also, slowly, have learned to say no. This may not sound like bravery, in a standard form, but I have the nasty habit of always thinking, gee, that might upset someone... Then grinding my teeth to the roots because it wasn't something I wanted to do, or ended up being given a job that someone else could have much more effectively performed, just because they didn't want to. Well, that is not a requirement that I jump into the breach.
And you know, a friend told me something enlightening. I say, "well no, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah..." in explanation. She said, "you do realize, NO is a sentence. You don't need more." And I have tried NO as a sentence, and darned if she isn't right. Sometimes it's, "no." But- "Thank you, no." Are you sure? "I am sure. No." It has irritated people this year, and I am sorry about that, but do you want to know a secret? I'm feeling like my life isn't running for other people, I am finding that I am able to decide if I want to do something, rather than just feeling obligated, and MOST of the time, I am able to have more time for things I want to do, rather than planning my 'stuff' around everyone else's 'stuff'. (For some reason, December still was over the top busy, but I made most of the choices. That, my friends, is a big improvement.)
Bravery is also finding out that when I make a commitment to exercise, and I get up feeling like I was in a fight with a biker gang, putting on my boots, hat and getting out the sticks is sometimes the best thing I can do. Especially when it's the last thing I want to do. Rudee, bless him, is motivation and a half, but when I hurt, and it's cold, or wet, or (insert reason to skip here), I just have to remember that I make choices, and being stronger than my attitudes is indeed a form of bravery. (Don't tell Rudee, though, he just thinks it's a heck of a lot of fun...)
The second part of the question, what word for 2011.
I want to DO things. I want to work on learning guitar. I want to lose more weight. I want to get my book started.
Well. WANT to. That doesn't get things done. Actions do. So, I need to again make some choices on how to best reach the goals of playing, losing, and walking, (and writing).
Making me more active. Making me happier. Probably making Husband happier, because I am happy. But mostly I will be happy.
Well... You know.