Right about now is the time when the New Year's Resolutions start falling to a pile somewhere between "I really should do that," and "I'll get around to it tomorrow." And of course, if we are to finish Garth Brook's adage, "If tomorrow never comes," we inevitably come to the realization that we'll probably be OK. After all, we managed to do just fine up until now.
I'm just as guilty as anyone else when it comes to falling behind on goals. The CTO at my previous company used to joke, "I love deadlines. I love the sound they make as they whoosh past." And up until this year I would laugh, but something in the back of my mind would cringe, just a little, because that one hit a little too close for comfort.
This year, I am determined to make it work. To start, I picked ridiculously easy goals. I dutifully listed five things down in my journal before the ball dropped, but I wrote down things that I had already planned on doing. I had it in my mind that I had outsmarted someone, even if only myself.
I resolved to cut my hair. This I did on Dec. 31, and I picked a style I had been looking at for months.
I resolved to move to Spencer. This we had also been planning for a while.
I resolved to run twice a week. Fairly easy, but it gives me a little leeway, and I really have no excuses not to see this one through.
I resolved to sell my book. Last year's was to finish it, which I did on Jan. 16 (*do a little dance*), and when I typed that last word I ran into the printers with a little flash drive and a file folder thinking that the book would fit. A 300 page book would. But a 300 page book printed on one side of the paper is really a 600 page book, and my eyes grew three times their size when I saw the ream of paper drop down in front of me. Of course I was giddy, but as the day passed I realized that I would have to edit this monstrous tree, and that's seemed a bit daunting ever since.
Is the idea of a New Year's Resolution also a bit daunting, maybe even a bit too overdone? Probably. But I like the fact that I'm motivated to push on, even when the alarm goes off at an hour I'd rather not see in darkness. So before I let this year pass by (which we all know it will, way too quickly) I'd like to give my goals a shot. If nothing else, I'd like to see the person they help to mold.