hibernation
went back to the palmetto state for thanksgiving. spent the weekend in the hospital with my grandmother – she is home and better, but now my partner is sick and my sisters’ fish died. what a year!!
thankfully winter – whatever we get of it – is my season. if summer is gasping for air, december is a long, controlled exhale. by the new year, i’ve shed entirely : crawled out through the mouth of my old self.
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my new office is great. i diy’d a little L-shaped desk situation, turned the closet doors into a planning wall, started using binders again. life is more tactile. i’m still finding my footing at work after the chaos of the move, but we’ve started circling back after the holidays so i’ll be caught up soon.
i’ve also started getting things together for my annual review, my absolute favorite time of year. it’s a weeks-long process to catalog the goings on of the past twelve months, fill out my favorite workbooks, day-dream about the goals i’ll definitely work on this year i promise, and do a full environmental reset. did you know you can just delete all of your unread emails? try it.1
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when gma was in the hospital and we hit the third holiday baking championship re-run, we started talking about life and family and i tried to explain to her that i sort of expected, you know, that when i got my life together and really tried my best to do the right thing that nothing bad would ever happen again. she laughed and i laughed, but i meant it –
the most prominent lesson of my year has been that none of this has anything to do with me. i can change how i move through the world, but the world will change how it moves too; action and inaction might lead to the same place, and what a challenge it is to not fully succumb to the bitterness of trying.
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my coworker at the studio has a bumper sticker from artist paul shortt: “don’t let adulthood corrupt you.” and that’s what i’m thinking about while i prepare for 2026.
here's a throwback.
ymmv!↩