Then I have to clean and re-arrange furniture and freshen the air. Dust has accumulated in the less decorated areas of the house, and clutter has grown like kudzu behind closed doors.
I fill up empty containers that held cookies and candies with popcorn kernels, rice, and dried beans. This cures me of constantly peeking into them for a treat, implanting the idea that there is nothing very tempting in the tins.
Sometime in the first new calendar week I feel a big urge to dig out my easel and paint again. Like today! Somehow, my favorite daily pick-me-up gets crowded out for a season, and by now I really miss my peaceful morning routine.
Painting helps me pack away my nostalgia and regrets into a productive step forward, and go back to my regular life.
My best resolution each New Year Day is to restore my life to its usual pre-holiday peace, companionship, and cheer. I guess I am already living my ideal, most of the time, even when life tosses something challenging my way.