I hope you've had a wonderful holiday season and are psyched about 2012. Goals? Resolutions? Let's hear 'em! Feel free to share in the comments section or in a link to your own blog, iff'n you've got one.
I have an annual ritual I engage in where I review the year, figure out goals for the coming year, and reevaluate my 5-year plan. (Just like Stalin!) This year, I changed things up a bit. I didn't do any of my usual rituals. Granted, I'm going to at some point, because I love planning like I love cake and napping. Instead, I spent the holidays binging on the TV show Supernatural, because my husband got me seasons 1 through 6 on DVD. What's that? Why, yes! I AM a massive dork! Thanks for noticing. Say what? Oh no. It's not The Wire or some other acclaimed show. It's like Buffy with more testosterone, gore and a dash of Midwestern rural delight. And I gotta admit, I had one fun holiday break! This would pain me if I were wed to productivity, but since I'm mostly a fan of sloth, it worked out pretty well.
(My beautiful vegan friends, you probably want to click on a lovely blog on my side bar right now. Go! Run!)I also rang in the new year by killing some sea creatures. I ordered live lobsters via a groupon deal like a crazy person. One tried to kung fu me as I took it out of the box. Yes, seriously. Understandable, of course, but it scared the crap out of me. I felt as if I were dealing with huge, live bugs. But I wanted to do something different and out of my comfort zone, so I killed a new kind of animal and then ate it. WELCOME 2012.
This leads me, of course, to my "theme" for 2012: Get comfortable with being uncomfortable. It all started in 2010, when I killed my car and had to start hauling my bootay around on my feet and public transit. (Still consider it one of the best decisions I've ever made.) Toward the end of 2011, I began to deal with my compulsive behavior (this will likely never end, but hopefully at some point, remaining present instead of jumping into the land of Compulsive Behavior Escapist Idiocy will become second nature), and I think a perfect way to stay present is to shake things up. Do something different. Get uncomfortable.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I should probably get to that planning ritual I enjoy so much. Happy New Year, y'all!
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Seriously. There aren't many things that wake-me up more than getting outside my comfort zone.
Well, I can think of *one* :-)
Here's to your new year of uncomfortableness and healthiness.
Happy New Year Aldra!
Happy New Year, Lovely!
Happy New Year, Aldra. You seem to be starting the new year off on the right foot. I, on the other hand, am still in my pj's and it's 4:20 (no, not that 4:20).
I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall for the lobster slaughter. It tickles me pink just thinking about it.
Happy New Year! There's nothing wrong with a little DVD indulging once in awhile :)
I discovered that being compulsive is the only way I ever finish what I start. Pick my alphabet soup, OCD or ADD and try to find a happy medium. Or at least an insightful one. Okay, that sounded funnier in my head than it did on the screen.
Happy New Year, oh mindful friend!
Happy New Year! Now that I'm not worried about good friends dying on me (that's how I started my New Year; I don't recommend this), I am back to thinking about New Year's resolutions.
I usually come up with lots of self-improvement type ideas, but this year, all I can come up with is: (1) Treasure my family and friends; and (2) Play lots of banjo.
But really, that's plenty. :-)
Happy New Year! The lobster sounds yummy.
Happy New Year! I hope all of your dreams come true.
Wow, just now catching up on my blogs and realized that somehow yours slipped through the cracks! ACK. How exactly did that happen?
Oh. My. Gosh. You tackled live lobsters? You are super woman, my friend. I can't even imagine doing that. Ever. Bet they were delicious though. Mmmmm.
Do something different. Get uncomfortable. Yep, that's been my motto for a while. NOT always fun, but in hindsight, I like it.
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