I'm aware we are more than a quarter of the way through 2010, so this post is hardly seasonal, but I have recently been thinking of my Word of the Year. This is only the second year that I have picked a word to encapsulate how I'd like the forthcoming year to be.
Unfortunately, this idea is not mine. I found it on Christine Kane's blog, and last year chose "discovery" to set 2009's intention.
Back in January this year I promised I would reveal my word and never did, which is rather typical of me. The word I picked all those months ago was ACTION. I was fed up, I think, of always thinking and never doing.
So, with this in mind, when I received an invite from Innocent, those hip smoothie makers, to take the family to a special smoothie making morning, one of the reasons I said yes was because of my word. When I was invited to go to Cybermummy (a blogging conference) by Ready For Ten who I write for, one of the reasons I said yes was because of my word.
See how picking one simple word can get you into trouble? Well, not trouble exactly but certainly so far out of your comfort zone that now you're actually wishing you picked a different word. Maybe one like "relax".
My blogging/online life, one that has not exactly been secret, is starting to spill over into my 'real' life and...well, I'm anxious.
There are all kinds of silly thoughts swirling round my head such as "say if I look too mumsy or fat", "what if no one talks to me", "what if everyone knows each other", "oh goodness, say if they realise I am hopeless at small talk" and so it goes on. There are loads of lovely little voices whispering those and more.
But an action-filled year is what I wanted and, it would appear, it's what I'm getting.
