Smooth is a good word. Apply it to life in general, the textures we create in our daily lives can turn a rocky slope into a lush grassy low incline.
In the beginning of a new year, some folks select a word for the year.
I think I did. I just don’t remember what my word is. I can read posts from that area to find my word. I don’t want to do that because I have a new word for this season of chilly air of soup and socks.
Smooth. I want the last months of 2026 to feel smooth, no major illness, no mishaps, just normal stuff that settles into a smooth surface. For that to happen, I need to do three simple things.
- Shred old papers; clear out notebooks of idea notes, plans; and, donate looseleaf notebooks.
- Cull clothes, focusing not on what I like, but on what I actually wear.
- Box up books for the transfer station that thrifts and libraries don’t want anymore.

















