Maybe tomorrow (on fresh starts, familiarity, and hopefulness)

I’m a fan of casual hellos and goodbyes and of picking up right where you left off as if no time has passed. So although this is very much a fresh, fresh start, I’m treating it as though The Thursday List has always been, and I am simply picking it back up. And it almost feels that way, since I’ve been thinking about this writing project since May of last year. 

I’ve tripped into a New Year’s intention (a resolution that has a little give) to write in 2024. I’ve been thinking about it since last summer, and have been planning in fits and starts since then. This was only happening, of course, in the margins of chasing my kids around (ages 3 and 1), making dinner, wiping down the counter, prepping school lunches, wiping down the counter again, folding laundry, and so on. Nearly every evening I’d think about sitting down to really write, but every evening I’d run out of time. It’d be 10:00 pm, I’d be exhausted, and I’d need to call it. Maybe tomorrow I’d get to it. And so, on and on this went.

And although tomorrow kept coming and, predictably, I did not have the time or energy or creativity left at the end of the day to start, I was still endlessly hopeful that one tomorrow, soon, I would. So here I am, at 10:16 pm, working on this first installment of my 2024 writing project, even though I’m tired, and even though none of this is as perfect or as curated as my inner perfectionist would like it to be. 

Overall, this is an exercise for me to explore and document this season of my life – most notably creating a home and being a mom, and all of the very ordinary but also very meaningful things that come from that. I’m (tentatively) committing to writing once a week and sharing on Thursdays for all of 2024. 

As a planner and scarily organized person through and through, I have a loose structure in mind for each month and countless ideas already mapped out. I want to share stories and general musings about the mundane, day-to-day stuff, but also some practical tips regarding planning, keeping life organized, and making home both beautiful and functional. 

To casually coast to a close, I’m happy that I’m here, writing this. I’m happy that, over a series of tomorrows, in tiny bits and pieces, I gathered my frayed thoughts and tentative hopefulness into something that I’m excited to begin. 

See you again next Thursday.