Edited to update: I originally used the hashtag #8for16, but some company has a whole marketing thing using that. I don’t need my very own hashtag, but if someone else has already claimed it, I’ll change. So, I changed it to #my8for16. If others use it for other things, that’s fine, but at least it’s not part of some big campaign that I have nothing to do with.
Christmas Day has come and gone, so naturally we’re all thinking about New Year’s Eve, right? We’ll celebrate in our various ways, and then we’ll all wake up the next day and it will be TWENTY SIXTEEN!
2-0-1-6! I just can’t really wrap my head around that, but that’s how I feel every year. Something feels a little different this year, and I’m a little wigged out about it.
I’ve always been so anti-resolution. I mean, it has always seemed like a great way to set myself up for disappointment, and isn’t life full of disappointments without me pushing my own? I like to think that I can just decide to make life changes whenever and I’ll stick to it, and make changes, and be better, and whatever. But I don’t. Not usually.
But I just finished my MLIS. I set a goal, a big one, and I went about achieving it. I’m pretty proud of myself. I might just have it in me to achieve something else.
If you know me, or if you’ve been reading for a while, you know that I’m still struggling with my weight. Getting in shape is always the goal that’s “out there.” “Someday” I’ll tackle that project. “Someday” is usually when I finish grad school, or when the littlest fella is in school full time, or maybe when I get a job and have a routine, or on and on. Well, some somedays are here and some aren’t but there will never be a perfect time!
An hour or so ago, I saw a post on Facebook by a neighborhood mom friend who happens to be a Zumba instructor at the community center in town. She was informing us that there will be a “Resolution Solution” class on New Year’s Day from 10-12, and that it will be fun, and we should come. “All fitness levels,” she said. “No judgement!” “A dance party support group,” she called it. I got caught up in the conversation and before I knew it, I’d registered for the class and promised to come! Huh? What? The word “resolution” is right there in the title of the class. This is so not me!
I’m going to try a little something different this year. I’m going to write down my #my8for16, 8 things I hope to accomplish or improve in 2016. I have faith that I can be more successful if I write them down, share them with an audience, check in regularly, and ask you all to help me be accountable. I will keep them simple, not too ambitious (remember that setting up for failure thing?), and I’ll try to check in with each, at least monthly, maybe on the first of the month?
Here we go…
- I’ve got to improve my health. I don’t want to be so specific that it feeds that failure thing. I’m not going to say “I’ll lose 60 pounds” or “I’ll be able to run a 5k.” Those are both worthy goals, and I’d love to say I’ll do that this year, but if this time next year I feel better, eat better, and can wear more of the clothes hiding in the back of my closet, we’ll call this resolution MET! (How about, I’d like to wear a belted sweater by next NYE?)
- I’d like to feed my family more whole foods, less processed foods, and get them more involved in food preparation. Again, I’m not going to say that I want each kid preparing their own lunches each morning, or for Girlie Bird to be able to cook dinner once a week. I will say that I’d like for them to have more tools to be able to find their own foods in the kitchen, prepare them responsibly, and clean up after themselves. I’d like to have more nutritious options available, and rely less on quick “convenience” processed options.
- I’d like to be working full time by the end of the year. I HAVE to find a job , full or part time, in the early part of the year, but a part time start into this world of working parent would be great. That can’t last long. I’d like to be working full time, or at minimum on my way to working full time, by this time next year.
- I’d like to find more ways to declutter our lives. Clean out a drawer a week, or take a load to Goodwill each week? I tend to put these tasks off because they aren’t fun, but I intend to push myself more when it comes to tackling them. I want more space and less STUFF in my house this year. Grad school and homework was my regular excuse for not doing these things, and THAT’S over! Along with the theme of keeping things decluttered and cleaner, I’d like to keep my vehicle cleaner. I’ve got three munchkins who often work against me, but usually after they’ve left a few things behind, I just get lazy and let the whole thing go to hell.
- I’d like for us to make more room in our budget for charitable donations. If I’m working, there’s every reason to believe that there might be just the tiniest bit of extra wiggle room in the household finances. In addition, I’d like to find places I can pinch a few pennies into a “giving jar” of some sort. I have to think more about this, and of course discuss it with my co-chair, but I think we should be giving a few more dollars to something.
- I’m going to figure out a better storage system for my closet. Maybe I have to move some things into the hopefully soon to be cleared out basement, or something. What I know for sure is that my closet is woefully undersized in floor space, and I’ve got shoes spilling out ALL THE TIME! I don’t think I have a particularly large collection of shoes. Ladies, back me up, I can feel my husband laughing as I type this. Regardless, they don’t have to be thrown on the floor of the closet to spill out all over the room all the time. There has to be a better way.
- I’m going to stop buying any clothes for myself. No. For real. This isn’t a wish, or a “I’d like to…” this is a ban. When I’ve lost some weight, and gotten in shape, I may make a plan and a budget and do some shopping, but for the time being, I’m not going to allow myself to spend money on clothes for myself.
- I’m going to keep a prayer journal and list. That’s not for public consumption, but for myself. I pray, I pray all the time, but I always feel so random and scattered. I know that God hears my random and scattered prayers, but I feel like I would benefit from attempting to organize my thoughts and meditations.