As Tina has already announced on Facebook, we’ve moved most of the small stuff from the third-floor room. It’s now at the house. She has a mind of getting the room off from the kitchen packed and moved as well. Again, nothing big. It’s just the stuff we can comfortably handle. Well, as comfortable as possible, considering the cold weather.

And yes, as always, Tina only ever moves on frigidly cold days. She will, of course, blame me.

It is on the First Day of January that we renew our commitment to be ourselves. The past is gone, having existed for a moment. No longer will it be clear. For memory, as all things are, is dependent on our clarity of mind at the moment of inception. Awareness of this moment also sets the path for the future. So, as we look forward, remember to enjoy the outcome of the past. Good, bad, or indifferent, our choices to the challenges of yesteryear have resulted in are being who we are right here right now. And who we are is the starting point of who we will become. We are both the ending and the beginning. Always. In every moment.

Two classes, both with -A! And here’s the kicker – I didn’t put all that much effort into creating quality for the assignments. That is, I didn’t get all worked up about writing the perfect content for my various assignments. I just wrote. I did the work, I didn’t care about the quality of the work.

Effort.

I did the effort.

And honestly, not all that much effort was required.

Next semester I’m taking three classes. 9 credits. Might have to put more effort into taking the time to do the work. Honestly, I would wait until the day they were due and then get them done. I know I could work on the various assignments earlier, but somehow I couldn’t get motivated until the last day. Funny, but I never felt pressured by time when I did get started. Other than once or twice I managed to get the assignments done with hours to spare before the deadline.

So, I guess you’re wondering – am I bragging or complaining?

Most definitely bragging.

Considering the horror that was school when I was a kid, and even in my 30s when going to college in the earlier 90s for my Alcohol and Drug Counseling certificate, what I’m experiencing now is a joy. I am enjoying the process of learning. In fact, I’m enjoying that I am learning. I’ve given up on worrying about what the teacher thinks of my work and I focus on what I am learning.

It really is about focus isn’t it. I mean, to hell with the grades. To hell with what I think the teacher wants to see. My job is to simply write about what I’ve learned. In the end that’s what counts.

I made a fruit smoothie out of the left over fruit salad. It is excellent!

I’m about to head up to bed. Just a quick note to say I had a wonderful time at Tina’s daughter’s house. Good food, good company. And a great shirt. A Mother Covfefe shirt! Covfefe yeah!

Anyway, I hope you all had a great Christmas.

My feet and hands are cold.