So, uh… 2017, huh? Yeeesh. I don’t know about all y’all, but I am so looking forward to the new year. Personally, 2017 did not go as planned no matter how much I tried to wrangle it into submission. So, I succumbed to just surviving the year. And if that’s all you have managed to accomplish as well, then come on.
*waving you over with open arms*
Bring it in.
We’re in this together. Solely surviving 2017 is worth celebrating.
I have grieved what felt like a potentially good loss of a year in terms of personal and professional achievement. But now, I am letting the past fall where it may and scrubbing away the grossness and disappointment with enough bleach to elicit a dizzying headache.
Resolutions always lure me in and almost always cause my aspirational demise. However, I still make them because I’m a sucker for a good challenge and being disappointed in myself at the end of the year. ;) These days, I craft a mixture of broad and specific goals in a desperate attempt to attain some achievement at the end of the year. Yep, I gotta embrace my realist attitude.
Essentially, in 2018, I will be making an effort to
I hope to continue striving towards positive changes in my own little bubble as well as doing what little bit I can to aid our country in fixing the damage that has been thrust upon us this past year.
I also have some health issues to figure out…and some story ideas to figure out, but I’m ready to rock it and keep pushing forward. I may become disheartened and despondent for a spell when life hurls little fireballs of turmoil at me, but I am nothing if not stubborn.
In 2018, I will dare myself to try new things. To do the thing that scares me the most. To make mistakes. To fail. To learn. To try. To keep on keeping on. To never stop.
Whatever you desire in the coming year, I wish you tenaciousness as well. Let’s kick ass in 2018. 👊
Happy New Year! 🎉