Happy New Year to all my blog followers and those that just drop by once in a while. It has been quite a year. I officially went self-hosted, naming my blog AlwaysARedhead. As I say on my about page, I was born a redhead, but now I have to pay for it. The day I was born, I was born with loads of strength in me and red hair. Though my body now hates me, I find strength in my red roots. Strength comes in many different forms, mine doesn’t come from the muscles in my body nor from anyone else, mine comes from my mind – my roots. If I believe it will happen, than it will.
My goals for 2014 are the usual: lose weight, eat healthier, etc., and
Finish my Peacock cross-stitch I started twenty-years ago (long story),
Start the Lion cross-stitch I received for my thirtieth birthday,
Work on the novel I would love to write,
Relearn how to speak French,
Visit the Twitter friends that have become real friends, though this last one may take a few years to accomplish.
Last night I was suffering from ‘empty nest syndrome’. I had planned a lovely dinner for my seventeen year old and me (hubby was at work), only to find out that he would not be home since he was spending the night at a friends, and leaving before dinner. Well I had a lovely steak, rice, and a slice of chocolate cake (which I had made purposely for him since it is his favourite), washed the dishes, than just sat thinking about my loneliness. You see, both my girls are away at school, and though we chat via phone, text, Skype, and Facebook on a daily basis it is not the same. I miss the daily busyness of the day, I miss working, I miss adult interaction. Thank goodness for Twitter, which sounds quite silly but I am able to tweet and get a response. Over the past year, I have developed relationships with absolute strangers but they keep me sane. It sounds crazy, but when you are stuck at home, unable to work, you need an outlet, any kind of outlet. Luckily hubby understands, and he actually thinks it is kind of cool that I have met new people, gone to tweetups (when I am well enough), heck he even went with me to one of my twitter follower’s house for New Year’s (thanks Morgan).
Anyways, after sulking for about an hour, I decided to phone hubby at work. I told him I was picking him up and we were going over to my best friends house and hanging out there for the evening. Life just got better.