The road to hell is paved with good intentions, right? Perhaps that’s why I don’t really make New Year’s Resolutions; I don’t need to pave the road any smoother. Dropping the F-bomb at in front of my kids will do that just fine thankyouverymuch.
But this year I’m caving a bit on my anti-Resolutions stance. I have a few things I want to, and need to accomplish this year. Nothing insane like running a marathon, noooo thanks. (Side note: the current Olympic Gold Medalist in woman’s marathon lives in my town. Five below zero this morning as I’m driving to yoga and I see her out for a run. Every time I see her, all I can think is, “THAT is an Olympic runner.” No idea if she lives in my neighborhood…hello? Olympic Runner. She could be MILES from home.) But things like:
- I’m going to read all the gifted/twice-exceptional books/raising intense kids books I have in my ever-growing library. My current method of purchase, admire, place on shelf is not doing much for the actual absorption of information.
- Tonight I’m starting a Healthy Living Challenge class at the local rec center. A 12 week class on, well, living healthier. I weighed in on Saturday at One Hundred and I ATE A SMALL CHILD and by the end of the class I want that down to One Hundred and I ATE A SMALL DOG, and by the end of May to One Hundred and I CAN LIVE WITH THIS. Best case scenario I look and feel great. Worst case scenario I fail miserably, hate myself, and run off to live in a Twinkies factory.
- It’s time to crack down on myself, career-wise. Things are looking titchy for 2010 and I either need to bring in a paycheck or pare down even further. As I happen to like my internet access and iPhone, I’m searching out jobs. It’s Rock vs. Hard Place, the rematch: long-term I know what I want to do but it’ll take time to be profitable, short-term we’re looking at possible private school for next fall. So. Me=cracking down. This is also tied in with #1.
- Then there’s the whole keep the cultivate patience/positive thinking using humor/be better at everything I do/drown my perfectionism area that is consistently on any list like this I create. Yes, I see the irony of those four being all together.
Will I do it all? Yes. Will I do it all well? Probably not. Hey! Maybe that should be my Resolution this year: actually succeed at all my Resolutions. Yeah, I’m just a riddle wrapped in an enigma suffocating in a maze.