You’d never know it by looking at my blog, but I really do have lots to say. I just never find the time to put everything on virtual paper in neat little, creative paragraphs.

My mind is continuously cluttered with lists of things to buy and even more things to do. I even have a big spiral notebook to compile the many Post-it notes that are lying on almost every flat surface I own.

In the back of the notebook there are about seven pages of tiny notes haphazardly scribbled in every direction, some in shorthand known only to me. These notes are in the back of the book because they are not as important as the list of current needs, or the ones prioritizing what needs to be done. They are there to remind me of what I want to write about when I get that magical time when nothing urgent demands my attention, when a migraine isn’t robbing me of my concentration, and when my creative urges are just as strong as my cravings for chocolate.

In reality, I know the day will come when I have more time to write than I’d care for - days when I’d give anything to have errands to run, or a child to chauffeur around town. For that reason, I try to be patient in wanting quiet time to develop my inspirations. On the other hand, I know not to take tomorrow for granted and that notebooks are corruptible, not unlike my memory.

So, I find myself searching for balance and entertaining the notion that writing for myself now is just as important as running errands, or doing house work. And to be successful at it, I will have to sacrifice my own perfectionism to stave off procrastination.

Don’t expect me to come up with any huge revelations, though. Those are usually only in my mind and are not as profound when uttered to someone else (kind of like that big dream from the night before that didn’t seem nearly as interesting when saying it out loud the next day). I write with the same, often dry, humor as I live my life with. You may not get my jokes and that’s okay. But I’ll have fun in the sharing and I’ll keep it to myself when that confused look on your face gives me a twinge of satisfaction.

My New Year’s wish is best said in a song by Rascal Flatts.

I hope the days come easy and the moments pass slow
And each road leads you where you want to go
And if you’re faced with the choice and you have to choose
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you
And if one door opens to another door closed
I hope you keep on walkin’ ‘til you find the window
If it’s cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile
But more than anything, more than anything

Chorus

My wish for you
Is that this life becomes all that you want it to
Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small
You never need to carry more than you can hold
And while you’re out there gettin’ where you’re gettin’ to
I hope you know somebody loves you
And wants the same things too
Yeah, this is my wish

I hope you never look back but you never forget
All the ones who love you
And the place you left
I hope you always forgive and you never regret
And you help somebody every chance you get
Oh, you find God’s grace in every mistake
And always give more than you take
But more than anything, yeah more than anything

This is my wish
I hope you know somebody loves you
May all your dreams stay big
© 2006 Rascal Flatts