As those familiar to this nonsense-filled blog are blatantly aware, I procrastinate. All the time. Or I did, anyway. What you may not know is this: my primary resolution at the start of this year was to kick my procrastination habit, and so far I’m going strong on that front. (There’s not much to procrastinate on at this point in Christmas Break Land, but you gotta start somewhere, right?)
Procrastinating has gotten me into pounds and pounds of trouble the past year (I won’t go into details, you’re welcome) which is the main reason for my declaration to quit. I even have a new planner and everything (my old one just wasn’t working out too well). But getting ahead/staying on track isn’t the only thing I’m doing this year. I’ll read a ton of books, for school and for pleasure, obviously. I’ve pulled a decent amount of goals from my Bucket List that I’m going to accomplish this year as well – and I’m excited to tackle the [manageable] challenges ahead.
In no particular order of importance or desire:
Graduate college. With two degrees or one, my certainty often waivers. However, it is 100 percent certain that I will walk across a stage and obtain some form of diploma at some point before the year ends. That’s kind of scary. And kind of awesome. I’ll have to change the name of this blog (again) but that’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make. I think.
Run a marathon. When I’m in school and not leaving all my homework till the last minute (which, a week and a day from now, I will be) I average about ten to fifteen miles per week. It’s a great de-stressor and it kind of makes me feel like I’m flying. Running a marathon has been an ambition of mine for awhile, and now that time management is a top priority for me, fitting in time to train won’t be a problem. Look out Chicago – here I come!
Launch my own health/nutrition blog. Time-consuming and daring, but not hard. I want to write about nutrition regardless of where the next six months lead, so starting this up definitely belongs on the list. I like writing about writing, and myself sometimes, don’t get me wrong. But I get bored, just like you might get bored reading my posts. (Or not. But you don’t have to tell me if you do.)
It’s not a lot, but that’s three major life events – and three more things to cross off the master list. I don’t want to push myself into thinking I can accomplish certain things I’m not certain of, like being able to attend FNCE (expensive) or publishing a novel (not likely). I’m not saying I won’t try. If I accomplish some of the smaller things without saying I have to, that’s even better. I can deal with that.
Besides, I highly doubt I’ll be painting the White House with pink stripes or speaking fluent French any time soon. I’m just being honest.