November is an interesting month for me. I consider December the festival of catchup’s, Christmas and relaxation.
November is about reflecting on what I did or did not achieve, thinking about the next year and tying up loose ends.
Today I am sharing my thoughts on what I learnt this month.
1. Life is what happens when you are busy making plans.
I had huge dreams for 2016. I was going to work as a midwife 1-2 shifts a week, and focus on my freelance writing the rest of the time. Maybe even write a draft a novel.
Umm, in reality? I am rostered on to work 4 shifts a week as a midwife, wrangling 3 boys, dealing with school P&C organisation and writing time occurs “in the cracks of time”. My blog is neglected, I have about 3000 words on paper of my “novel” but it doesn’t really go anywhere.
2. I still have a fire in my belly for something else than what I am currently doing.
I have no idea what that looks like. While I love being a midwife, working at a hospital which cancels me an hour before my shift on a regular basis (1-2 times a week) is bad for my mojo. 3 years is a long time to “be on-call” at home, waiting for the phone to ring.
I am always reading, always writing notes or ideas on random bits of paper, always curious about how others live, create and better themselves. Not sure how to channel that towards something in 2017.
3. Be happy in the present time.
Live in the moment and all that jazz. Which is kind of similar to No1. My third child is off to full-time school next year and that means no more kids at home.
A bittersweet event. Stop wishing away the seasons and cherish the time with them. Goodbye baby phase, hello primary school aged family.
4. You can re-write your script at any time.
For years I have made the cliched Sunday morning drive to Bunnings, brought all the pretty flowering plants, planted them, watered them, a week later, life happens. Two months later my Bunnings bargains are shrivelled, black and dead from neglect.
Not this time. I am now the proud owner of 4-5 hydrangea’s which I have managed to keep alive for weeks now. Weeks!! I am now no longer the Black Death of Gardening. Who knew I was capable of such things? Small steps my lovelies, small steps. It is never too late.
Tell me, what did you learn this month?
How did 2016 turn out for you this year?