January 18, 2021

dry January

The roads have been dry here during the first month of January. So dry I thought I’d begin the new year on January 11th - e v e r y o n e starts on the 1st - and abstain from alcohol. There are a lot of articles with TIPS on how to make a plan and stick to it! I didn’t read any of them.

Instead, I wrote in my journal.

“dear Janet. You do have CONTROL of what you do. I ask you Janet. What do you want?”


Dry January is only 31 days but my intention is to continue.



Because I’m tired of wasting my nights with a bottle of wine and a bowl of popcorn. Because I’ve gained wine weight. Because I’m afraid.



THIS DAY is not going to come back.

When I was traveling around the world in 2019, I would say “if not now, when?”

Why am I not treating today like Maldon Sea Salt Flakes?

Well, I can. And, I will.


I invested in a pedal asist cargo bicycle last fall. I named it MARK because I live in a valley and St Marks Hill Road is a steep hill I pedal up most every day. I knew if I was to “age in place” then I needed help UP that hill!

Additionally, when I get on this bicycle, I say “On your Mark, get set, GO!” and boy o boy do we go! It’s an incredible carGObike!


the hat

I bought this hat for myself a few years ago. That night I met a friend and we went to the theatre. Gosh. I hope that can happen again!

Why am I writing about a bike and a hat.

Mmmmm. Good question.

Because it’s my birthday month.

A time to treat myself.

Sans alcohol.

my anthem to keep moving

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