A few weeks ago Hubby & I were discussing the upcoming
end of the year. Jake believes that New Years Resolutions are silly & that
if people need or want to change things they shouldn’t wait for a new year to
do it but start working on it straight away. He has a point, of course. I on the other hand LOVE the idea of New Years Resolutions.
For me the ticking over to 12:00am - although not ‘celebrated’ (usually pumping
out the z’s well & truly before midnight) - brings hope & excitement. The
first day of the first month of a brand new year sings opportunity to me. A fresh
start. Another round of birthdays, Easter, Christmas & everything in
between. Another 365 days with the knowledge & insight gained from all of
the years past; but as is true every year that ticks over, I will have an extra
12 months of wisdom & ideas to guide me. An entire years worth of failures,
triumphs, heartaches & joys that I did not have at the beginning of any new
year before.
In saying all of this 2017 started in a way that I would
never have deemed appropriate of being exciting, hopeful or happy. I woke up on
the 1st of January in a 2-star Motel Room with nothing but Milo for
breakfast & heading to my in-laws for a get together that would last most
of the day. My in-laws aren’t big fans of me, or I them. It was a long day
& came out the other side anxious & itching to be home. The support
& love I am always surrounded with when I feel downtrodden was on the other
end of a 12 hour drive. So instead of waiting until the early hours of the
morning to take off, I asked hubby would he very much mind getting his ass in
the car - right that instant. He didn’t miss a beat. Packing like we would win
a prize if we were faster, we hit the road north at 4:30pm Queensland time.
Through the hours of driving in the rainy darkness I had so
much time to think. Between stopping to change shitty nappies & refuel
(ourselves & the car) it occurred to me that I still hadn’t made any
promises to myself for the year ahead. I contemplated. Lose weight – obviously.
Get ahead financially – another obvious one. I went through a few until it occurred
to me that each New Years we make resolutions to force ourselves to do the
things we hate or that are hard to do. Diet. Exercise. Saving. For me, all of
these things come & go. Sometimes we spend our way through the months
& other times it’s 2-minute noodles for tea & no new razors. Some days
I do all things health & fitness. Other days I eat copious amounts of carbs
& sugar & nestle myself into the couch so good I need a hand getting
up. So no, this year I couldn’t bring myself to decide I wasn’t allowed to eat
badly or splurge on the next Lego sale. I knew none of that shit would stick, it
never does. I will happily ebb & flow on these.
Then I wondered what actually made my happy. So many things;
good books and movies, bubble baths & tattoos, good music & dancing, gardening
& baking, taking photos & writing. Little tiny day to day things.
Things I have not let into my life quite enough because I have spent so much
time deciding to be pro weight-loss & financial gain. I decided to make
sure I filled my days with all of these little joys. I also realised that what
made me that absolute happiest was my people. My family & friends. Not just
them though. Yeah, they go alright, I love them to absolute bits & they of
course light up my life but what really makes me swell with excitement, joy
& contentment is seeing them happy.
And so my Twenty Seventeen truly begins – and the decision
to make myself & everyone in my life as happy as possible. To simply enjoy.
I think this one might stick & might be the resolution that lives on into
each year.
Happy New Year to all. I hope your days & months fill
with everything you hope for to make an amazing year.
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