No-nonsense

On New Year's night, while watching the wonderful fireworks in Sighisoara and drinking strawberry-flavored (good!!!) champagne from a glass I was going to break not even three minutes later for bad-luck-gone-good-luck-to-come, I was making promises to myself. For a change.

No nonsense. That's how this year should be. Not too many useless words, not waste-of-time phone calls to people that don't ever call back, and so on. Family and career, in balance, but no nonsense will find its way between.

Now I feel like a warrior watching the beautiful view opening in front of her as she is sitting on a horse on top of a hill. Is there a citadel to defend?