2011. wow.
I remember laughing in high school about living in a decade that started with 20 and how far away that would be, and now we're already into the second decade of this millennium.
Last year I didn't set monthly goals or challenges, as I had several lengthy projects. While I read more this past year and did a much better job of staying caught up on the laundry and housework, I also had several projects that I never accomplished. So this year I hope to break them down into smaller, more realistic goals in hopes of actually getting a few extra things done.
What does 2011 hold? Doctor appointments, weddings, births, and a plethora of activities. :) That much is already guaranteed. Beyond that, it's probably safe to say that my spirit is gasping, my health is weird, and my brain is (as always) a constant whirlwind of ideas. At this time next year, I will still not weigh my "ideal" weight according to the weight charts (but will hopefully be 20 pounds lighter!), I will not be as disciplined as my husband, and I will still be somewhat disorganized. And as I get older, I become more and more okay with such things, with accepting some things as simply the way God made me and becoming more comfortable with who I am and willing to work on modifying certain characteristics even though I recognize I will never totally change in those areas.
So 2011, I welcome your blank pages!
I remember laughing in high school about living in a decade that started with 20 and how far away that would be, and now we're already into the second decade of this millennium.
Last year I didn't set monthly goals or challenges, as I had several lengthy projects. While I read more this past year and did a much better job of staying caught up on the laundry and housework, I also had several projects that I never accomplished. So this year I hope to break them down into smaller, more realistic goals in hopes of actually getting a few extra things done.
What does 2011 hold? Doctor appointments, weddings, births, and a plethora of activities. :) That much is already guaranteed. Beyond that, it's probably safe to say that my spirit is gasping, my health is weird, and my brain is (as always) a constant whirlwind of ideas. At this time next year, I will still not weigh my "ideal" weight according to the weight charts (but will hopefully be 20 pounds lighter!), I will not be as disciplined as my husband, and I will still be somewhat disorganized. And as I get older, I become more and more okay with such things, with accepting some things as simply the way God made me and becoming more comfortable with who I am and willing to work on modifying certain characteristics even though I recognize I will never totally change in those areas.
So 2011, I welcome your blank pages!
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