3 posts tagged “nye”
I've been writing the year as "2009" for the past five months or so, so I'm figuring that on some very deep level I'm anticipating this to be a big and very good year, that my subconscience has been so looking forward to 2009 that it's excitement has trickled into my conscience mind and confused me as to the actual date. It's here now though, 2009, and I'm expecting a really great year.
I've made a bunch of resolutions. I can't help it. Planning things is what I do. Some things come with very specific goals and timelines, some things are just guidelines to keep in mind and work toward. I'm keeping the details to myself, but the gist of my plans for the year are:
- less tv, more music
- less sitting on my ass, more movement (including and especially dancing)
- less sugar, wheat, meat and dairy, more vegetables
- less passive entertainment, more creative productivity and personal studies
- less spending, more investing (this applies to time and other resources as well as finances)
Happy New Year! I hope 2009 holds lots of happy surprises for everyone!
I've been doing the end-of-year mental inventory and the new year thinking that goes along with that. I don't always make resolutions per say, but I do always try to lay out a small plan for the new year because it's just good to know where you want to go. Everything I've considered for 2008 keeps bringing me back to one bit of advice to myself:
Quit fucking around.
I think about losing weight and I think, "Just quit fucking around." I know plenty about nutrition and the benefits of leading an active life. I know what I shouldn't be eating, at least not regularly. I know I get to feeling sorry for myself and I indulge in unhealthy habits. I don't need to diet or put myself through boot camp. I just need to do what I've long known I need to do.
I've considered I should be more social this year, I should give more time to the people who are always there for me and less to the ones who always wait for me to check in on them without ever reciprocating. I should stop reaching out to people who repeatedly bite my hand so I'll have something to give to the people who really want a relationship with me. I know all of this. I've seen these patterns in my life and known for some time that I need to change my behaviors if I want to be treated differently. I just need to quit fucking around.
I want to do more. I want to make more art and more music. I want to get out of the house more and see more of the world. I want to read more and learn more. Again, the exasperated voice in my head advises, "Quit fucking around then." I have to quit waiting for the perfect circumstances, quit waiting until I have all of the right pieces, quit waiting for a complete and flawless plan to form. I have to just commit and start these things, ready or not.
I was really good with my 2007 resolution. I had that knocked out in six months. I even took on my 2006 resolution this year and expect to have 52 books read as I only have a little bit to finish up in the coming week. But in thinking about all I'd like to do with 2008 I keep hearing the voice in my head pleading, "Just quit fucking around!" So that's my basic plan for 2008. I may come up with a more detailed plan yet, or I may just let my motto guide me. Time will tell.
Wrapped up 2006 with the in-laws. The BIL and his girlfriend were in town this weekend, so we went out to dinner with the fam Saturday, had the visiting couple over to our place Sunday afternoon, then went to the SIL's for late evening snackies. It was nice visiting. I'm very fond of both my BIL and his girlfriend. We're very much looking forward to his change of command celebrations in Norfolk later this year, and maybe another trip to the east to visit before too long just for the heck of it.
Some of the buzz at the SIL's was the fact that my 11 year old niece bagged her first deer this weekend. I know some people might find that offensive, but as an omnivore who has never killed my own food, I'm extremely impressed. Her dad is a long-time hunter who's very safe and responsible and respectful, so she was taught very well. But she got a doe at 85 yards with a freaking muzzle-loader! This little, whispy, sweet, 11 year old girl! I bet the boys in her class never mess with her! heh-heh
We were home by 11pm on NYE, so we could welcome the new year in our own traditional way, by having some snacks and toasting the new year with good champagne and chocolates and kisses.
And if ever there was proof that staying in on NYE is a good idea, for our own personal amusement we put on our scanner for a little bit to see if there was any craziness going on. Boy-oh-boy! The craziness was non-stop. A roll-over accident, an abandoned car still running and pushing into the tree that stopped it, a ton of domestic disputes and traffic stops, ..., the list goes on and on and that was only in about 10-15 minutes worth of eavesdropping. The chatter on the scanner was non-stop, and the people chattering sounded both annoyed and amused at the chaos.
I only like NYE when we get to celebrate it in the comfort of home. Otherwise I find it's a miserably annoying holiday. ...And I do realize that makes me sound like the ultimate grouch, but remember, mega-introvert: finds parties painful, hates crowds, *AND* quadruple Virgo: hates chaos.
OooOOO! Time to change all my calendars! I love new calendars.
Storm Troopers marching in the`Rose Parade! Best.parade.EVAH!
My plans for this first day of the new year include sitting around in my pjs, knitting and reading. That is all. Glorious.
