Hello 2025.

I didn't do any wild parties last night. We made sure to come home to the floofs by 10.45pm in case the fireworks booms are crazy. (We live in the middle of two venues that held mega fireworks. The booms were surprisingly low and limited.) They also needed their bedtime pee and supper. Everyone ate well. Nobody was drunk. Everyone had a good night's sleep.

It's a brand new year. Dunno if it's the same shit, different situation(s). But we certainly keep moving on because that's the only way to go. Time will move along at its stately pace, and the days will churn along. There is only this life, and there is how we choose to live it. 

At 10am, an invitation to a dinner (via a text) upset me first thing on New Year's Day. I was highly irritated by the phrasing and high-handedness of it. And honestly, sending an invite on this day at this timing seemed precisely engineered to piss me off. I took a deep breath and decided that while I could easily control my reply to this invite (it's a 'NO'), I need to better control my emotional responses in its wake.

If I could completely justify declining the invite, as well as not feeling any guilt about it or not being emotionally blackmailed, then I need to adjust my own responses of anger and retaliation about my own decision. After all, why should I let stupidity spoil my day and my mood. I am in control of this response. I need to learn to be adept at training this response. Then I wouldn't be angsty about it. Gotta learn to let it go. It's easier said than done, but I have to do it.

If I'm pissed, I'd just allow myself a short window. Stop stewing. You know what, I can always take it out on the laundry, vacuuming the flat and mopping the floors. These chores never end. They'll always be waiting for me. LOL

I inhaled the coffee, took a deep breath, and let it go. 

Happy New Year. May we all guard our mind space amongst the muddle.