It's been a very mixed up bag of nice and nasty in the tiny bit of 2011 experienced so far... the nice completely outweighs the nasty so I'm taking that as an omen; a sign that my spidey senses, which promised an auspicious 12 months, aren't totally off.
I didn't bother with resolutions this year... instead I'm awarding each month with it's own goal. January is all about order and organisation, so far, so do-able. I'm hoping that by doing all the crappy clutterbug jobs early in the year I'll be able to devote June to hedonism and sloth. Actually, my lifestyle detox is leaving me feeling rather jolly; I'm a massive fan of the list and such a concerted effort to erase a few lines is making my heart sing...
Today a tidy cutlery drawer... tomorrow world domination!
