I wrote the first entry in my handmade journal yesterday. I don't think it's going to be a daily kind of journal. I have a notebook for that. I seem to reserve the pretty journal for more meaningful thoughts. Things that are a bit more developed rather than my random blathering and rewriting until something starts to gel. Not that it always does, gel that is. Sometimes things remain completely random. A passing thought.
I also noticed over the weekend that we are well into the month of Oct. Nearly a third of the way through the last quarter of the year. As you know, I write goals for each year in December. I am very attentive to them through out the year. I rewrite them often to keep them fresh in my mind. I say them outloud to others and to myself. I jot down extra notes as inpiration hits on how I may want to achieve one or part of a goal. My goals often expand as I move through the year. Or maybe they just become more clear than they were in the beginning.
So again, as I take inventory of time, the time left in the year to complete the things I set out to do, I am energized and full of wonder. Filled with great anticipation of what will become of the next few weeks.