By Jill Greenwood
I’m not a real big fan of New Year’s Eve. It’s nothing personal, but after years of babysitting for siblings and having small children at a young age, New Year’s Eve just doesn’t do anything for me. Normally, Dave and I have some appetizers and prosecco, and we settle in for an evening at home. Probably goes without saying that most years, I’m lucky to make it ’til the ball drops.
But come morning, come New Year’s Day, all bets are off. Because as ambivalent as I am towards the Eve, I love – love – the Day. Something about the promise of a new beginning that makes me sit up and take notice. And let’s face it, after a six-week slide into gluttony known as “the Holidays,” I could use a new beginning. Not a resolution (gave those up years and years ago), but something to focus on. Sometimes it’s a word, like “growth” or “persistence,” or a project or two.
This year? I haven’t figured out a word yet – it’s narrowed down to about four – and I’m 99% sure that I’m ready to tackle another 365 project but on my terms. I finished a 365 in 2011 but gave up in August for 2012. This year, I don’t want to give up even if it means taking another photo of my coffee mug. It’s a goal that I have for myself . . . not a resolution (they are made to be broken) but a goal. Goals have to start some where, so we’re focusing on them this month.
There are about a million other ideas floating around in my brain, but for now, my goal is to finish another 365. I’m sure that I’ll develop a few more as this month progresses. What about you . . . any goals for the year?