Much as I enjoy the lead up to the day itself (and I mean like, the week before), I always sort of resent Christmas. I’m no Scrooge but it puts a spanner in a lot of things, don’t you think? Finances for one, normal life for another.
Rather than grumble about all that though I’m choosing to look at it from a more positive POV. On the flip side of how inconvenient it is, there’s also the fact nobody can have a go at you for taking the rest of the year for yourself and putting big plans on hold ‘until the new year.’
This is exactly what I’m going to do with the rest of 2019. I’m going to potter, do some more drawing (which I’m terrible at but LOVE)*. I’m going to concentrate on my Wicca and my spells, beef up my Book of Shadows and just generally be all about that modern witch life.
I will turn 42 on the 25th quietly and efficiently and apart from a tiny bucket list I’ve been working on I will not be making any serious moves until 2020, beyond voting in the general election on the 12th December.
It’s all going to shit in 2020 anyway so I may as well surround myself with the people I adore and the things I like doing until then. After that I can take each day as it comes and get a new job/move/finally buy a decent duvet one step at a time.
So yeah, plans are officially ON HOLD. You can catch me tending to myself for the next two months.
I’m not even going to moan about Christmas, I swear. I’m just going to roll with it.
*I’ve found a 30 day drawing prompt for November that has you reimagining a whole deck of tarot cards. I can’t wait to get stuck in and I might even share them if they’re not truly horrible.