So here we are, twelve days into the New Year and all the talk about “lose weight”, “get in shape”, “organize your life”, and “declutter your house” is already starting to feel like old news. Inspiration quickly gives way to inertia, gung ho devolves into ho hum, or worse, hum drum. And I’m right there.
Don’t get me wrong, I really want to declutter my house, but I’m starting to think that what I truly need is more than a New Year’s Resolution. What I’m really after is a New Year’s REVOLUTION!
Yes I want to do better, but more than that, I want to be better. To feel better.
See, 2014 was the proverbial ‘year from hell’ for me. A true annus horribilis as far as my work/professional life goes. It’s been year of 12+ hour days, holding the nuts and bolts together to get the work done while the higher ups were busy playing politics.
If you’ve been though anything like this, you know that ‘running on empty’ feeling. You drag yourself out of bed, drag yourself to work where you hit the ground running 100 miles an hour non-stop, skipping lunch, staying until your husband and kids call and demand that you come home. You drag yourself home, completely fried and no good to anyone, eat whatever you can dig out of the fridge, stare at the walls until it’s time to go to bed and start it all over again tomorrow.
It was necessary and it was my responsibility to do it, but at this traditional time for new beginnings, I’m out of gas. Used up. A dried cornflake on the wind.
And the reason why, aside from the obvious, is that I didn’t take the time to do those things that make me more than an over-worked, over-stressed drudge.
So here are my New Year’s Revolutions. In 2015 I’m going to:
Go home at quitting time at least once a week.
Write a book.
Hell, I might even read a book!
Blog at least once a month.
Call my dad at least once a month.
Reconnect with all my friends I’ve shamefully neglected.
Reconnect with my family that I’ve shamefully neglected.
Understand if those neglected friends feel that bridge has burned.
Be thankful that my family won’t.
Learn how to do something about promoting the above to-be-written book.
Train for and run a 10K all the way through.
Oh, and declutter my house!