I’ve never been much on new year resolutions. Most of the time, they’ve always been related to losing weight, eating healthier, working out more, etc. With a baby on the way, I’ve given myself permission to forego that mindset. If I want to eat a cheeseburger or have a cup of full-fat ice cream, I will. The female mind is already guilt-stricken enough, and I’ll have plenty of pressure to rock a post-baby body later this summer (thanks for nothing, Victoria Beckham and Miranda Kerr) that I’m just not going to stress about it right now.
Instead, I’m trying to take a more holistic approach to my fresh start. I’ve wavered back and forth between two phrases that really speak to me, and I think I’ve finally settled on one. The first one I considered was “be better.” As in, “be a better wife, friend, employee, etc.” But that wasn’t enough. Sure, the concept was simple, but it wasn’t the battle cry I needed. Instead, I decided “do more” was a better fit for me. When I wrote my 2011 recap post, one of the questions was “What do you wish you’d done more of?” and part of my answer was “more doing things.” Ambiguous I suppose, but true. I feel like I’m constantly taking in information, contemplating a mental to-do list, but rarely spitting anything back out in the world. So what do I mean by “do more”? I mean a lot of things.
Do more…around the house. While I watch TV, I could be folding laundry. If the filtered water container in the fridge is empty, take it out and refill it instead of waiting for the hubs to do it. It’s really not as much of a pain in the ass as I seem to think it is. When I think of something that needs to be done, do it. I have a bad habit of talking myself out of doing something, or getting something, simply because it’s upstairs and I’m downstairs and don’t feel like putting forth the energy to do it right that second.
Do more…at work. It’s getting to the point in my career where if I want to be recognized for doing great work, then I need to be more aggressive about it. I have a bad habit of getting comfortable in what I do and just keeping quiet. I don’t enjoy the rat race so I’d much rather sit back and let others get the glory for whatever it is they’re doing. And until the last year or so, this has worked out quite well for me. Until I became so quiet that people pretty much forgot I worked here. And that’s not good. So I’m going to change things up by doing more good shit, and then talking about it. But first, doing more good shit.
Do more…for friends. Friendships, like all relationships, require effort. I don’t think I’ve been terribly neglectful in this area, but I could always do more.
Do more…activities. This could be anything from cooking to scrapbooking to taking more photos to organizing to trying new restaurants, going for a walk, reading a book, exploring new music, or traveling. Anything at all, really. It’s so easy to get caught up in the familiar, to where every day feels like Groundhog Day. But if I just set my mind to doing a new activity every few days, I’ll have a long list of small accomplishments to show for it by this time next year. I’m not going to pressure myself to read 12 books, or try a new restaurant every week, or start meal planning for an entire month. Those goals always leave me falling flat and feeling unaccomplished. Instead, I’m going to leave the possibilities open and endless, and just do a better job of documenting my progress.
Here’s to doing more in 2012!