So This Is The New Year
Twenty-twelve. Holy wow.
I’ve never been big on new year’s resolutions, mostly as a cop-out. If I don’t make any, I can’t break any- am I right? But I’m thinking about giving it a try this year. It’s a biggish year, anyway, being my thirtieth and all. So here goes:
I resolve to read two books a month. Something about having young children has lent me to convenience reading, mostly blogs and on-line news articles and such…but I used to be (and really, still am) a complete book hound. Multiple books a week. For years. And in the past few years, I’ve only really read through books that I HAD to read. So in twenty-twelve, I resolve to read two books a month- both books that I actually want to read.
I resolve to make more. I’ve been working towards this for a long time, anyway- I already make most of our cleaning supplies and sew some cutesy items, but I want to further limit our convenience consumption.
I resolve to make time for myself. It may come as a surprise, but this stay at home mom gig can get to be pretty consuming, and I wind up justifying the fact that I don’t take much time for myself by counting things like a few minutes on Facebook and taking showers as “me time”.
I resolve to be grateful more, and to let it be known. Little things, like dropping a thankful email when I have a good experience at a store or telling my husband and my children how much I appreciate them- I’d like to pay more attention to the little details that really mean something to someone.
I resolve to go easier on myself. No further explanation necessary, right?
Love,
Emilie
