At the beginning of 2016, I started this blog and made some resolutions for myself. Would it be fun to see how much progress I’ve made on those things by now? I haven’t even looked at the list since I posted it here in January, so who knows what we’ll find!
Here’s the list as it stood six months ago:
- Find a more fulfilling job
- Be more supportive of JD
- Exercise at least four days a week
- Write at least one blog post a week
- Pitch at least five pieces of writing for publication
- Call my parents more
- Stop comparing myself to other people whose lives are not anything like mine
- Get up to 200 followers on Twitter
- (Another one that I’m keeping private here)
Okay. Number one, find a more fulfilling job: CHECKITY CHECK CHECK. Not only did I find a job that I enjoy more, it also pays me better and cut my commute in half. After almost five years at a job that was basically fine but was sucking away my energy and spirit…well. I could basically cut this resolution check-up short at this point and say what the hell, everyone, wasn’t this one thing enough?! Yes, of course it was, but let’s continue.
Be more supportive of JD: I think I am getting better at this, but not without some gentle prodding on his part. I am a deeply selfish person by nature and don’t always pay enough attention to those times when your partner is in need of a little bolstering, emotional or otherwise.
Exercise at least four days a week: I’m at about three most weeks, and it’s fine. More would be better, but it’s fine.
Write at least one blog post a week: Eh, this has slipped recently. I feel bad about it, though, if the guilt counts.
Pitch at least five pieces of writing for publication: Haven’t done this, forgot I resolved to do it, and honestly don’t care that much. I have a job that keeps my mind engaged now and a blog that barely gets attention as is. More importantly, the Toast–the one place I was interested in having my work published–closes in two weeks. We’re fine. It’s fine.
Call my parents more: I am doing better with this, mostly because my mom called me out on it specifically. MOM GUILT!
Stop comparing myself to other people whose lives are not anything like mine: LOL. (Although the new job helps.)
Get up to 200 followers on Twitter: Thanks to #ToastieTwitter, I now hover around 173. We can get there! And then I’ll never seek validation again, I’ll have everything I need and feel completely secure, definitely.
(Another one that I’m keeping private here): Okay, I’ll tell you. I wanted to lose 15 pounds. I have probably lost about 5. But I am working out more than I was, and I’ve gotten into weight training, and I’m eating less meat. The number doesn’t really matter to me right now. My arms look fucking fabulous.