With 2011 just around the corner (thank God-I’m OVER 2010), I thought it would be fitting to write out some things I’d like to accomplish in the new year-I just won’t call them resolutions! The minute you say “resolution” your goal is cursed, like getting a tattoo of a lover. So here we go, in no particular order:
10 Un-Resolutions of 2011.
10. Learn new recipes. The years I’ve lived on my own I have eaten out 95% of the time. Thousands and thousands of dollars spent; pounds and pounds of weight gained. Living back with parents (my own and my in-laws) has really made me want to give cooking a go. I don’t plan on becoming the next Paula Deen (in shape or in terms of cooking skill)-I just want to be able to whip up some dishes with ease and not rely on McDonalds to nourish me.
9. Learn a new language. Before I left for Australia I really wanted to learn Spanish-seeing as I live in America where Spanish is the native language (what? It kind of is!). When I moved over there it occurred to me that learning Spanish would be just about as helpful as learning Latin, but now that I’m back in California it would be really cool to communicate in a foreign language that would actually be useful.
8. Get a job-and stick with it. Can you believe that the longest I’ve ever been at a job is 22 months? I’m 30 and I haven’t even hit a 2-year mark at a job. There are a million reasons why, but the main one is I tell myself I can do better. Well with the economy being the way it is at the moment I will take what I can get! But I do want to like where I work and I do want to have passion and excitement for what I am doing. Is that too much to ask? Oh, and…decent wages and benefits!
7. Learn the definition of “schedule”. In many mental health disorders, planning your day in advance is a huge part of making progress. If you plan your day, there are a lot less things that can go wrong (in theory). I have been bitching this whole week about having my grandpa’s schedule (8pm-6am), but it’s kind of cool to have hot coffee in the morning without leaving your house to go to Starbucks (props to my stepdad). If I could move it up a little to say 11pm-9am, I would be set!
6. In said schedule, include regimens. I always feel best when I would remember to take my vitamins and supplements, but sometimes when I wake up at 2pm or I forget to eat until dinner, those things get put in the “I’ll remember to do that tomorrow” bin. Same goes for beauty crap. If I put moisturizer on once a day I’m lucky, and going from summer to winter in the course of a day has thrown my poor skin so out of whack. Even my poor hands are chapped as I write!
5. Get my rogue to 85…and my priest too! Don’t ask! It’s too nerdy to explain :)
4. Be happy again. It’s ultimately up to me now. Australia didn’t change it. America didn’t change it. Being with and without my husband or family didn’t change it. I’ve been in this depressed episode for over a year now, and it’s not getting any better. So I need to fix it. I’m going to look into seeing the old psychologists now that I’m home, and I’m going to try and do baby steps to try to improve my way of life in general. I’m 30 now. There are no excuses for the things I still do. It’s up to me now.
3. Save money! Never have I been successful with this, but I have sold everything I own. I have no car. No house. No silverware, no towels, no TV, no couches, etc. Nothing (I heart YOU, my pink Dell laptop!). If J comes over in six months and we are still broke, then we have no foundation to start over on. It’s got to be the simple life for me now-I have to do what will benefit me later on.
2. Get healthy. Period. “Exercise helps depression”. “Certain foods help depression” “Routines help depression”. There are SO MANY avenues to try and improve my life that I choose to ignore. No more! I have to lose weight. HAVE TO. Fat Bastard in the “Austin Powers” movies said, “I eat because I’m unhappy and I’m unhappy because I eat. It’s a vicious cycle”. It’s so true. I don’t want to make any set goals here, because when it comes to health, if I set a goal for myself and fail it I will be devastated. So baby steps. That’s all I want now. Just good health.
1. Be a better wife/daughter/aunt/friend/sister/etc. It’s about damn time! My husband would move mountains for me. He is just the greatest man I could ever dream of, and he’s mine. He deserves more, yet he chooses to stick with me. If that’s not motivation to be a better person, then I don’t know what is. Same goes for my friends and family. Oh, I should throw “writer” in there too, I guess. Writing has helped tremendously with my depression and feeling worthwhile. Having readers like YOU has helped me feel like I’m not alone and that I’m not useless. So thanks to each and every one of you as well.