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January 1st, 2013

New Year’s Revolutions

Every year around this time I make New Year’s Revolutions. Called such because a ‘resolution’ is so easy to break and I have always wanted to be a part of any kind of revolution, it’s a chance for me to re-asses how the year went and tackle aspects, big and small, that I’d like to change. Comparing to last year’s goals, I have actually made a dent in many of them–I did read a pile of books from my shelves, made many home-cooked meals (and ate in at work), stayed healthy (no more disease flares), and I managed to write. So, in the spirit of the ultimate book marketing theme, “New Year, New You,” here are my goals for the upcoming year:

1. Practice patience with my boy. The time I have with him is squeezed into the edges anyway, weekends, weeknights after work, and I don’t mean to make a silly judgments about losing my temper and him losing his temper but trying to actually reconcile what it means to be TWO with my own grown up sensibilities.

2. Work on working out. For me, because of the bone issues (in that they break so easily) this means swimming. Start small, this is how change seems to work for me, little bits of here and there until things are actually better. I was the healthiest I had been in many, many years the moment the RRBB showed up in my belly. I’d like to get back to that. I don’t know if it’s possible.

3. Finish the things that I start. I have a few projects, self-starters, things that have been on my ‘life’ to do list for ages that I want to accomplish this year. These are always the projects that ensure that I feel bad about myself, where I’m the hardest on myself, and also where I make the most excuses.

4. Do the things I say I’m going to do. As he grows older, I think it’s ever-more important to do the things you say you are going to do. I want to build a relationship, a family, that’s anchored in a reliable honesty. Not a, “no honey your ass looks awesome in those jeans” kind of way, but in a, “yes, step out on your own and stand tall but I’ll still be here when you get back” kind of way.

5. Get back to blogging. And then reading. And then blogging, and then reading about blogging, or blogging about reading. I have a reading challenge in mind for 2013–a “Get Better” kind of challenge, where I’m going to tackle small change through big ideas as the year goes on. Pick a book that’ll help me, and try and integrate it into my life.

So, only five this year, and they are more esoteric than in year’s past, but I think they’re also more achievable, in a sense. Honestly, after two ++ years of intense disease, getting used to a new routine, and having a toddler-sized explosion in my life, I am craving keeping it simple and letting life come to me.

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