Monday, December 29, 2014
the way I see it: resolutions are meaningful.
As I grew older, I started skipping the annual list, instead declaring that every day was an opportunity to resolve to be better. It was partially an attempt to try to improve myself every day, but also a realization that I would fail at whatever Jan. 1 resolutions I would make anyways. Why write them down and run the risk of a tangible reminder that I couldn’t follow through? I was more of a reflector anyways than someone who looked ahead.
Which isn’t necessarily a good thing. But lately I’ve been looking ahead more seriously and recognizing that in order to become the person it is I say I want to be, I have to set real goals and prioritize to get there. One of the hardest things in life can be trying to chart a course toward your future, especially since we can never know what the future will hold.
I guess one way to begin charting that course is to set resolutions at the start of every year.
I want to cook more, stop ordering delivery and eat more vegetables and less sweets (note to self: go to the dentist). I want to keep my room and my closet and dresser clean and less cluttered. I want to really work on my Cantonese. I want to use the gym in my building. I want to stop putting off laundry until the very last minute, and I should also probably remember to buy laundry detergent more often. I want to keep my makeup and nail polish organized so I don’t end up with bottles and bottles of expired crap. I want to finally unsubscribe from mailing lists instead of throwing things out and being annoyed that I haven’t yet unsubscribed from these damn things. I want to read the magazines and newspapers I get. I want to go to sleep at a reasonable time and get up at the first (or at least the second) alarm every morning. I want to travel (from short east coast weekend trips to longer ones all over the map) and read often and write more—blog posts, letters, emails, to do lists. I want to complain less about work and spend the extra time generating ideas and looking up recipes for pies to bake. I want to set boundaries where boundaries need to be set, and knock down walls where they need to be knocked down.
I want to stop making excuses for why I can’t do all of these things—and more.