No Resolutions, Just Thoughts.

As I sit here on New Year’s Eve, I’ve been thinking a lot about this past year.

I keep hearing people talk about how this week between Christmas and New Year’s feels weird — no one knows what day it is, what they’re supposed to be doing, or whether the Christmas stuff should come down or stay up a little longer. The weather can’t make up its mind either. One day it’s cold, the next it’s not. Everything feels a little off, a little in between.

The title There’s No Crying on Sundays came to me back in 2024 during a conversation with my granddaughter — something I wrote about in an earlier journal entry. At the time, I didn’t know exactly what it would become. The writing itself didn’t start until the middle of this year, and even then, I wasn’t sure where it was going. Somewhere along the way, it became less about crying and more about thoughts. Words. Little bubbles of ideas floating around.

And honestly, that’s kind of the point.

Putting these bubble thoughts down — dots on paper, words in this little journal space — has become oddly therapeutic for me. Some people paint. Some people read. Some people go for long walks. I guess this is my version of that. Letting the thoughts bubble up and land somewhere instead of just bouncing around in my head.

I still don’t really know where this is going. It’s just rambling, day-to-day thoughts. Kind of like right now — me rambling while watching yet another Christmas movie on New Year’s Eve… and shopping for wallpaper, no less. Not really sure why.

My husband asked me today if I make New Year’s resolutions. I never really have. It’s just never been my thing. But I have thought about doing the opposite — maybe focusing on something positive instead.

Why do we feel the need to make New Year’s resolutions anyway? Why do we put so much pressure on ourselves just because the calendar flips? Why does change have to start on January 1? Why can’t it start in July… or August… or a random Tuesday?

I know, I know — new year, new you. But what about new month, new you?

Now I’m really rambling.

I guess I’m just a little bored on New Year’s Eve. So if you happen to find yourself in this little corner of the internet tonight, I don’t really have a big takeaway.

Maybe just… go shop for wallpaper.

No resolutions, just thoughts.