Not Resolutions

I'm always amazed at how quickly the new year comes. It seems like it speeds up just a bit more every year. I love the Christmas season and reflecting on all that happened over the last 12 months and the dreaming and planning that goes into the next year. I love sharing my goals and hopes with Justin on our drive to Arkansas. I love fresh starts. We've made a lot of plans over the years. Some we've followed through on, and others not so much. We always have the best of intentions; a game plan; a deadline. 

Like last year, a friend of mine boasted about the number of books she'd completed that year... I thought, I could do that. It was something crazy, like nearly 100. I think I finished out the year with maybe...one. I *started* a lot of books though. (And if we count medical and health articles, then yeah, I read a lot). 

Another one, of course, is lose weight. I did the opposite this year and grew a person instead. (And I birthed her in my bathroom with some assistance from Justin. I did the hard part, after all). I'll brag about that till the day I die. It'll probably be on next year's list of accomplishments too!

I still spent too much time on Facebook. I did blog a lot more though and I'm happy about that. 

(Also, I have to brag on Nathaniel who has gone carbonated free for an entire two years.)

A wise woman told me today: "If one needs a certain date or deadline to make needed changes in negative behavior, one will never or seldom accomplish said changes. Just freakin' do it."

Here's to just freakin' doing it.   

Picture of us, just because.