Resolutions? I think not

Hello Friends! Happy New Year.

The tree is drooping. The gifts have been unwrapped. The holiday shopping, decorations, food and parties are a memory. 2016 is here.

Time to make those resolutions.

Last year, I set these goals for myself:

Goodreads Reading Challenge: 35 books
Perform an act of kindness everyday
Workout everyday
Quit day job and write full time
Publish Letting Go

The following are the results of said goals:

 I read less than 20 books and felt guilty.
On many days, my only act of kindness was to convince son no. 2 to brush his teeth before leaving the house. You’re welcome.
I shoved put my Fitbit in a drawer in June.
This might have worked if no one expected Christmas gifts or food or toilet paper. It is nearly impossible very difficult to earn a living writing.
Totally did it.

This year, I have one attainable short-term goal. To eat this. That’s right, Oprah. You can’t control me!

Yes, this is a 2.5 lb Sampler

As for the rest, I’ll wing it. I’ll read for joy and there will be no self-imposed contest on how fast I’ll do it. Kindness will always be on my agenda, unless of course, I run out of chocolate. Then I can’t be responsible for my behavior. I may have to go to the gym once I imbibe the huge box pictured above, but I make no promises to myself. If I sit on the couch for an entire Saturday binge watching Homeland, I will feel no guilt. Book #3? Working on it.

I’ll take each day as it comes and look forward to the unknown.

If you decide to challenge yourself to lofty goals or have no plan whatsoever,  I wish you a happy, healthy, prosperous New Year.

Whatever we do, let’s do it together. xo