year of the (prairie) dog
I think this is where I'm supposed to try to write something profound, then wax poetic about how I will make this a happier and healthier and more productive New Year. Except that last year was the absolute worst year in my entire put-together, and I'm scared buffalo chipless to tempt fate like that.

I'm sitting here surrounded by 33 packed containers of assorted "Little House" research. The floor is literally covered with LH stuff left to be packed. A lot of my nearest and dearest possessions (meaning: LH stuff) is already in storage, where it will remain until we get settled. So to resolve to do more research in the coming year is a moot point at the moment. My best guess is that it will be six months or so before most of my things come out of storage. And I haven't a clue where I'll be when I'm unpacking them. Life's a mystery.

I've been trying to get together some unfinished projects that I can work on in the coming months without being able to get to my files at will. There are three rather time-consuming projects that I've been putting off, and those ought to see me through the winter at least. I've thought long and hard about deleting pioneergirl.com, but I guess I'll let it be for the time being. I won't be working on it at all, most likely, and I may password protect the site while I go about getting rid of the ability to view cached files. I hate cached files.

But if I was going to make a resolution related to "Little House," I guess it would be that I make an effort to spend a little bit of time each day NOT doing LIW research (yeah, I research that much). Other than that, my personal goal is to continue to simplify, simplify.

And, no, Mumpsmaster, that doesn't mean you can expect a big truck to deliver 33-plus boxes of LH stuff to your doorstep any time soon.
- posted by pioneergirl at 6:28 PM