Friday, 1 January 2010

Happy new year.

Its a funny time this out with old, in with the new thing. What resolutions this morning, to be un-done by teatime. For me, less swearing — this one never works, create more oxygen (buy more trees) not a difficult one, give up being cross, impossible, due to womeny age crisis time, but at least, more tolerant in annoying situations.
2010. What to hope for, what to set out to achieve.
I would like to create a studio; the corner of our busy sitting room has become a little cramped — mostly occupied by a christmas tree at the moment. Mark is going to sell the 'gamelan' and start other music project ideas in its place. Ezra will hopefully learn to do his homework in advance, and maybe the dogs will make an effort not to decorate the house in an unwanted fashion. Now for time honored N.Y Day walk in the wind, especially laid on for blowing away the collected cobwebs of 2009.

1 comment:

  1. I wouldn't even bother to try to give up swearing, I've been hardwired that way!
    But yes, like you I would also love studio/dutiful kids/sensible dog/clean house. All as unlikely in 2010 as 09.
    Wishing you and yours all the best x