New Year’s resolutions have always been tricky for me. Being a perfectionist, albeit a recovering one, I am constantly attempting to improve myself. Every January, every Monday. Hell, every day, is a clean slate. The chance to start anew. It is the year, the week, the day I will finally________________.
What exactly? I am not entirely sure.
From losing weight, to calling my grandmother more often, to reading more nonfiction, drinking less wine, being nicer to my husband, I am constantly committing and recommitting to make a change.
Here in lies the problem. My husband says I like "shiny things." This is his way of saying that I am prone to getting super excited and getting REALLY into something, for about two weeks. Then my attention wanes and it's on to the next big self-improvement plan.
He's not wrong. I am a fan of innovation. I like trying new things. I like discovering new bands, new restaurants, meeting new people, exploring new hobbies, or whatever. But there is a lot to be said about persistence and consistency. Being reliable, finding a routine and a rhythm that works for me and my family; those are ultimately my New Year's resolutions for 2012. I have had enough change in the last 2 years to last me a while, so this year I am resolving to not move onto something else when it's no longer new, fun, or interesting. I am committing to continually work on previous goals and resolutions. And yes, they include losing weight, to calling my grandmother more often, to reading more nonfiction, drinking less wine, being nicer to my husband.