No I am not wishing 2013 away already but hey it is February after all.
But like most people I spent much of January reflecting on what I'd like to achieve this year. I've always liked the fresh sheet of paper that comes with the New Year, that first clean page of a new diary or journal. The promise of the possible, and maybe even the impossible.
I'm really good at writing resolutions. I just really suck at keeping them. I'm better with goals but they tend to be the same things year in year out. You know the usual chestnuts: lose weight, exercise more, read more, spend more quality time with REG, be more eco-conscious...
In 2011 I was inspired by Gretchen Reuthling's Happiness Project which I had finished reading over the holidays and was convinced I was going to tackle my own project - I even had my areas written down and everything. And. It. Just. Never. Happened.
So this year I decided I needed a different plan of attack. Setting goals and meeting them has probably never been more important. I am on the cusp of having the job I dreamed of when I moved back to Australia in 2009 - in fact I am 80% there really. So I really need to deliver.
Bear is starting Grade 1 and we know so much more now about how we need to support him through the ups and downs of school after our tumultuous year of prep. Beanie is trying our patience and stretching our love in equal measure as nearly three year olds are won't to do.
Yes I want to get fitter, eat better, sew more, procrastinate less. But mostly I want to do. I want to get stuff done, I want to look back in 12 months and think, wow look at all that great stuff I did.
So what will life look like in twelve months? Hmm, watch this space...
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