Aloha all you beautiful people!
I am sitting here happy as a clam all toasty and wrapped up in an extra layer of fat that I put on over Christmas and just thinking about the coming year and everything that it’s going to have in store. With 2018 just around the corner it got me thinking about all of those New Year Resolutions that we make and then worry ourselves over to inevitably not stick to and feel horrible about ourselves which is why
my new years resolution this year is to not make a resolution
I am positively giddy about the fact that I am not going to starve myself for a week in order to attempt losing weight. I am over the moon that I am not going to beat myself up that I haven’t learned a new skill or taken up a hobby. I am on cloud nine that I am going to continue to drink just a little too much at the weekends therefore ruining my Sundays. I am ecstatic that I am going to have the first take out of 2018 and not feel a pick of guilt because I said I would cut down.
For years now I have busted my balls trying to become a ‘better person’ in trying to stick to these ridiculous goals and then spending the following 10 months hating myself that I never completed or stuck to them. Well, enough is enough! No longer will I waste my time on these stupid resolutions in order for me to feel down on myself.
Don’t get me wrong, I plan on accomplishing some things this coming year but none that I will write down and beat myself up about if I don’t change. For example, I really ought to start driving, clear out the pile of clothes I am in denial about, eat a little healthier and maybe put away some money in a savings account. To me those are like – life changes for a better state of mind, not a resolution that I need to force myself to change. I find resolutions very unhealthy and a lot of emphasis gets placed on them, especially at this time of year. It’s basically like saying to yourself ‘you weren’t good enough this year, let’s try again for next year.’ Of course there are some bad habits that we all would like to shake but again, I am not going to get myself down in the dumps about it.
If you are someone that loves making resolutions as a way of trying to ‘improve’ yourself then go for it – Godspeed – however, I am not one of those people. I can’t wait to wake up on New Year’s Day hungover, crawl out of bed and straight for the Diet Coke and take away menu because I am not placing myself on some strange diet that requires I eat a cube of cheese three times a day.
I am looking forward to maturing slightly next year. I feel like the year I turn 27 I really need to get my ducks in a row. That being said, 2017 I moved in with Joel in our cute little rented house in Belfast (my stuff takes up 95% of it, his 5%) and I have accomplished a lot this year. Can’t wait to see what 2018 has to offer and I can’t wait to not have to force it with New Years Resolutions.
Happy New Year!