Resolutions and A Fond Farewell

I've had a lot of "down time" lately. My husband is still laid off, the weather is cold, and napping in the middle of the afternoon feels pretty darn good.
Except for one fact. I am bored.
And boredom has made me realize how much time I've been wasting.
I never considered myself the nosey type, but I keep going back to Facebook all day long to see what everyone is doing. I Google silly things like "rustic coffee tables", "fat free sugar cookies", and "how many miles to the Grand Canyon".
I eat things I shouldn't eat, dream of things I'll never have, and find myself sleeping in past eight o'clock.
I've started enjoying John Wayne movies, reality shows about hillbillies, and Judge Judy.
I wear the same sweat pants for three days in a row, refuse to blow dry my hair, and my arm pits haven't seen a stick of deodorant since Christmas.

It's time for changes. Seriously.
And I've come to the conclusion that there's no need to wait until New Years.
The time is now.

I know that I recently started this blog, but, folks, I'm going to close it up soon. I love to write, but the comments (or rather, the lack of) causes me to question my abilities as a writer. And when that happens, I just don't write. And when I don't write, I get sad.
I don't expect any of you to understand those ramblings...but let's just say that I'm disappearing for awhile.
My daughter says, "But you'll lose your followers!" I love every one of you, for sure. But that shouldn't be the reason I blog.
Oh, I'm still going to write, but not for anyone's eyes but my own. In fact, I plan to write every single day. A book of sorts. Titled:  Lucky 13 365 Days of Blessings. (The number 13 of course is symbolic of the new year 2013.)
I am also giving up Facebook. I will keep my account just so my kids can share their photos with me, but they will have to let me know when they've posted. I won't sit on there all day waiting for something to pop up. Like I do now...
I've seen just about enough cute kitties and Please Like for a prize, and Obama, guns, free books and twinkling icons. :(
When I'm not writing, I hope to be creating. Painting gourds or experimenting with quilting or taking photographs of things that make me smile.
Life is short.
Priceless.
I'm ashamed that I've wasted the past few months (a year, maybe?) like I have. When I'm on my death bed someday, I'll wish I had all this time back- just to live longer. But there is no getting it back. Ever.

I realize that I've probably said all these things before. I'm notorious for starting things and never finishing them.
But my heart is full of good intentions and I must follow it.
Even if it means stumbling along the way.
Even if it means there will be days when words are scarce, when my creative energy is weakened, or times that I, simply put, fail miserably.

Life was not meant to be wasted. It is meant to be nurtured, embraced, breathed into your lungs till it saturates your spirit. Till happiness and hope permeates your soul... till you are proud of who you are and what you've done and where you're going.

Good luck to you all - friends, family, strangers. May your new year be full of promise.

Farewell to you.
I will be somewhere counting my blessings... and trying my best to spend my days wisely.

Love to you all!