When I was in my early 20’s I was so bright eyed, full of hope, and so damn fancy. A real life, grown-up Fancy Nancy. Fancy hair, fancy make-up, fancy clothes. It didn’t matter if I was going to the gym, the grocery store, or out in New York City, the fanciness prevailed. And New Year’s Eve is the fanciest holiday, so I was all over it.
In fact, one of my dreams was to travel around the world so that I was able to celebrate ringing in the New Year over and over and over again.
So when it came to New Year’s Resolutions, I was all about them. Some way to improve myself, make my life more awesome, or become better at something.
And then I had kids. Four kids in 6 years to be exact. And that’s kind of where fancy-living and resolution-making ended.
It’s also where real life started. (Thankfully.)
Now, I have no need to be fancy all the time. I turn it up when appropriate but for the most part, I’m really happy in a pair of jeans or yoga pants. I can’t tell you how much more time and less stress that has afforded me (in the time it took me to get my hair highlighted alone!)
And New Years? No big deal. It’s a fun night to feel/do something a little more celebratory than every other night but that’s about it.
As for resolutions, I think making loose, flexible goals (rather than one staunch rule) is a better plan. And not just one, listing a whole bunch of things to shoot for in 2015 is more relaxed and effective.
Now, I know this sounds counterintuitive. I can hear you thinking “Here she goes overachieving again.” But by making a bunch of little goals, you’re more likely to accomplish a larger percentage overall.
For example, what if your only resolution is to wake up one hour earlier every day and you end up sleeping in on January 2nd. You already feel like a big ol’ failure. This type of failure mentality is like a disease that seeps into other parts of your life.
Versus if you make like 20 goals:
- I easily work out most days of the week
- I calmly listen to music rather than freaking out in traffic.
- I effortlessly eat vegetables with most meals
- Etc, etc, etc…
By achieving even 5 out of 20 goals, you’re succeeding by 25% already. You follow me? It’s all a numbers game, making you feel like you’re awesome rather than a bum who can’t stick to their resolutions.
Last and most importantly, I now understand that life holds bigger and better things for me (and all of us) than I’ve (we’ve) ever made as resolutions. So you know what, if you don’t end up learning to speak Italian fluently by June of 2015, there’s going to be something else amazing happening instead.
Wishing you the best 2015, with more happy, unexpected surprises than you ever could’ve imagined.