So, here we are. Day thirteen of twenty thirteen. A lot of people didn't think we'd make it this far, whether it be God's wrath, Mayan prophecy, or zombie apocalypse, but we're still here, alive and kickin', brains intact.
It's hard to believe that this month is about half over already. I know I'm constantly commenting on how fast the time flies by, but seriously... it does.
To recap this month so far:
My New Year's celebrations were on the seriously mellow side this time around, but I have to tell you... I'm not at all ashamed to inform you that I called it a night at the respectable hour of 9:45pm this January 31st. Or that I spent the better part of the morning January 1st scrubbing the greasy crud from my kitchen stove.
These simple acts, cleaning my home because I have the day off and the urge for a project, snuggling up to my sweetheart hours before any fireworks are thinking of exploding in colorful celebration, make me feel good. It's just that... well... simple.