Spring Jenkins

2025 is off to a strong start. Maybe not on the world stage. That part scares me. But on a personal level, everything is all good. My mother, son, and I have all fallen into our own little routine. My son is doing great in school. Mom is mostly okay, although more recently, she has gotten wobblier, and I worry about her falling. The emotional havoc wrecked upon me from the last year seems to have settled and I’m beginning to feel more grounded again–more myself.

Like everyone else, I have New Year goals, but honestly, I always have goals. I like to fail goals all year round like a PROFESSIONAL. 🤣 Honestly, some of my goals are going great. More water? No problem. Earlier bedtime? Check. But two fiction books a month? Wicked derailed that progress.

That’s the crazy thing. I loved the movie and was looking forward to the book, but it’s just…meh. I am not loving it. I was supposed to have two books done by the end of January, and here it is February, and I haven’t even finished the one. I already have the other ones I want to read lined up, but I am really trying to force myself to finish Wicked first.

Note that I’m still reading a plethora of non-fiction books. But they don’t count. My goal is more fiction books.

My daily meditation goal is coming along swimmingly. No problems there so far.

One of my “quirkier” goals was to learn Tarot. I have a decent grasp of it, but I’m trying to really learn it. I am going to tweak the way I do it, but I’m more or less on track with that one.

What else? Oh, being more social was a goal. Actually, I wasn’t having too much trouble with that one–for someone hella introverted, I get out quite a bit; seems to be a post-divorce/break-up thing that I do–but the crazy weather in the first half of January made it difficult.

Still, I managed to go on a few dates with some pretty great guys. Currently, there is one that has surprised me with how much I like his vibe. I originally met through him my old job, we reconnected via Facebook, and he admitted he was interested in me even back then. I thought he was cute but was too caught up with the ex to pursue it. But hell yes, I’m pursuing it now! I’m supposed to see him tomorrow night. Fingers crossed.

Other goals: I’ve been working on my resume, trying to debate whether or not I can get an outside job (see aforementioned part about Mom getting wobblier), but I also have a call set up to talk to someone about getting a master’s in fiction on Monday. I decided to check it out because it’s entirely online, and that would free me from any guilt of leaving home too long. Anyway, I’m just curious about it.

But if I have to choose one thing to try to get a master’s in, I’d probably go with psychology. I have a passion for all things mental health. I’m trying to figure out a way to marry the CNA, herbalism, and psychology and make a career out of that. But I’m not exactly sure what that would look like.

Oh, herbalism–learning more of that is going to be a later-this-year goal.

In non-goal news–or maybe long-term goal news, I guess–Mom and I are thinking of buying a bigger house. I love my home, but it’s not big enough for the three of us. I think we’d probably move closer to town or in town. I don’t love that idea, but it may be more practical in terms of what I can and cannot handle.

At any rate, I’m going to wrap up and go watch The Handmaid’s Tale. You know–just some light, late-night TV watching. 😂Caio.