Its that wonderful magical time of year again. You know the time where from seemingly utter chaos, Christmas is pulled out of the hat and it all goes relatively well. There has to be at least one family argument. A present that doesn’t go down that well and of course a huge heap of glitter on everything. I just love it. All of it.
The only way I get through it is to make lists. Lots of lists. Lists of lists when it gets really tough. I don’t even have a huge a family so I don’t know how big families do it. This is something Mum taught me. If in doubt write a list as it makes you feel better.
This is the fourth Christmas without mum. Oh, how she loved Christmas. Dad and I still giggle over how excited she would get at the fairly lights or her tree decorating skills. Maybe that’s where I get my tree snobbery from. No one is allowed to touch it. The tree is my thing.
Just as Christmas gets people together it also emphasizes the ones that aren’t here anymore so we do think of her more at this time of year. Her passing made me realize how short life really is. How we need to concentrate on the little things, appreciate the everyday things more as they are the things we forget. We should make every day count. Live a life you want not one you think you should.
I have a milestone birthday in a few years and I have started making a list, no surprise there, of what I want to achieve in my 50’s. Oh, how daunting is that I’m going to be in my 50’s.
Its said that being in your 50’s is the new 40’s. That fills me with huge excitement as my 40’s although started a bit flat, ending with a bit more excitement. Just imagine if its just going to get better and better than my 50’s are going to be amazing.
But what do I want to achieve? What is realistically achievable in your 50’s with knees that are bit dodgy? SunLife have produced a number of posts and videos, interviewing individuals and asking them about their life after 50. OMG, how inspiring are they?
So on my list so far….
I want to be fully self-employed. I work in a shop and self-employed blogger and crafter. As much as I enjoy working in a corner shop it is not my life ambition to be lugging crates of beer around all day. I want my commute to be on my terms and on my stairwell. I want to be able to take my work and my laptop where ever we go. So that lots more exploring can be done. I don’t think Spain and Mexico hardly cut it on the traveling department. I want to be my own boss again full time.
I want my own office. Yes, this is a tiny wish but the 8+ years I have been self-employed I have only had space, not a room. I want a room. It will have white brick walls and a desk and lots of gorgeous things to inspire creativity. And a big window. That is a must and the desk overlooks the window. It doesn’t matter which child moves out first as both bedrooms have big windows. So far they are not getting the hint but I am hopeful of the next 10 years.
I want to travel. This kinda goes with the first wish. I had a taste of traveling abroad this year which was much needed since it had been 20 years since I was last on foreign land. Oh, and boy have I got the bug. I want to be places where people don’t know you. See new horizons, different sunsets. I want to experience other countries, other languages and other foods.
I want to get my health back to my terms. This is much needed and I should really start it before I hit my 50’s but as I write this on the coldest night of the year with a blanket over me and a cat curled in tight from the cold, I am less than enthusiastic about thinking about removing clothes for lycra. I may have to rethink this one.