With every post from friends and people I follow bidding a passionate farewell to 2016, I’ve thought, “I don’t have ill will towards the past year.” It was a year that absolutely flew by and for the most part, I thought, went fairly well.
The first day of the new year was spent lazily watching kids shoot off their rockets, sipping on wine, occasionally looking up at the football games. We had a super low key party the night before at our good friend’s house. Not much drama other than Mariah’s disastrous performance on Dick Clark’s Rocking New Year’s Eve. I made black eyed peas, a southern good luck tradition that I do every year, they turned out just okay.
Today, January 2nd, I am struggling. I am now reflecting on the things in 2016 that will follow me through he new year. I sold my half of TDM to a new owner, but the loan for the business will haunt me for five more years. While I didn’t vote for Trump, the uncertainty and absolute ignorance of his leadership is terrifying. I work hard. Really hard. That’s not going to change. It will likely just get busier and the work more complex.
I am entering this new year no better than last. That makes me sad. Little has improved, in fact, things have gotten harder. Despite this, I am forcing myself to embrace each day as something special. I plan to push myself both physically and mentally. Here’s how I plan to hold myself accountable and in control of as much as I am able:
- Do something physically active for at least 30 minutes. If a full Dailey class works into it all, fantastic. Should my only window be during Weezy’s bath, and I have to use the counter top to do push-ups, fine. But there must be blood flow and an increased heartbeat. Every. Single. DAY.
- Meditation. I am no pro at this, trust me. But I do know that setting even five minutes aside to ground helps me majorly. I will aim for the morning, but will put it to work when I can. Often is my requirement.
- Limit my alcohol to the weekends. This may be a pipe dream, but there it is.
- Prepare foods for everyone in my family. Cooking brings me great joy. I love to peddle around in the kitchen. We are all as a family going to eat better and together more often.
- Spend time with friends and family doing things that are important. Board games. Hiking. No more mindless cocktails while I let the kids melt their brains on iPads. We all have fun together. That’s rare and awesome.
It is a start. I refuse to let this year get off and running without me being a part of it, doing my part, for me. My family needs me at 100%. I need me at 100%. If you are feeling the same, let me know. I would love a warrior to partner with. Heck, if you have even read this far, thank you. That’s all I really need is your support.