by Lucinda Lynx
A letter to myself about the goals of this year.
|January 10 in 2019
I want just one thing. My only goal for this year is to find a name for one character. I must find the name both in English and in Finnish. The gender doesn't matter. This goal should be one I'm able to reach in one year, and concrete enough I can understand it.
When needlework is concerned, I'd like to get that one bear's parts done. After I've knitted those parts I can give them to the grandmother of the new owner-to-be. She'll take care of the seams. If I did that, the seams would be so horrible no one could even look at the poor bear. Sometimes giving up is better than fighting, even if you're aware you'll lose the battle.
These 144 words should tell a lot about my simple goals for this year.