It's the day before New Year's Eve and I've been pondering that big thing that everyone tries to do each year...make New Year's resolutions. I've never been one to make resolutions. One, for fear of never fulfilling them, therefore, disappointing myself and feeling defeated. Two, it's extremely difficult to maintain and follow through with those resolutions, especially ones that have the ability to alter one's life such as weight loss, quitting smoking, etc. Bad habits are hard to quit and change, don't you think? Thankfully, I kicked the smoking habit over 2 years ago so I'm safe there. And after my son was born I had lots of weight to lose which took me a year or so to get off. I lost 55 lbs in one year. I still have about 10-15 lbs left to shed, but I'm not going to worry about it now. I don't exercise...but wait, isn't chasing a toddler around exercise? LOL
I decided that the word "resolutions" isn't for me. Thanks to Suzann, she has inspired a different approach to my new year. I've decided to drop "resolutions" from my vocabulary and add "goals" to my new year instead. From now on I'm calling it New Year's Goals. I like goals. I can handle goals! ...........Now I have to stop and think about which goals I need to check off my list, but first I need a list. :o)
1 comment:
Goals! I like that much better than resolutions, which I usually never keep anyway!
Thank you for visiting and thinking about baby Carter. You are so sweet. :)
BTW, I love your blog!
Hugs,
Carolyn
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