February went fast and slow. It was full of work drama and distraction. I did not accomplish all that I wanted. I wore my Fit Bit but only broke 10,000 steps times. I completed a project that involved sorting and organizing into binders ten years of recipes that I had torn out of magazines; (one of our family New Year’s resolutions was to cook with our kids more, and this project was part of that goal). I gathered all my son’s art that I want to frame but didn’t get the pieces framed. I began to plan an activism project involving press freedom in light of President Trump’s remarks that the media is the “enemy of the people” and his recent actions banning certain organizations from his press conference. I worked on my book but not nearly as much as I would have liked. I only posted to this blog twice.
I acted and took action, but it still feels like I’m not doing enough. Perhaps, we’re all feeling this way. Despite my desires, daily life takes over. The laundry never ends. The lunches need to be made. The bills keep coming. It’s hard to be happy when there’s so much sadness in the world.
Tomorrow, it will be March already. My birthday month, which is why my theme is “self.” More on my plans for March soon, but for now tell me how your happiness projects are coming along, or if you, too, feel like it’s impossible to meet all of your goals?