‘Tis that time again when everything feels like it is about to be fresh and new, and I feel the itch to refocus my priorities for the upcoming year.
Because if I were to be totally honest with you, I would admit that the Christmas season very nearly does me in every.single.year. and my priorities end up pretty much hovering around the “keep everyone fed” level and not so much the “let’s be intentional about every moment” level. I am not sure what happens other than we add all kinds of magical Christmas stuff to our schedule, my snowbird patients head to Florida for the winter thus jamming up my work schedule, and the school decides to set all the children free for two glorious weeks.
So when the new year comes in like a breath of fresh air, the prospect of this opportunity to refocus revives me. It seems to offer me a chance to get a grip on things once more, even if it’s only on paper.
I must tell you…Hubby is the king of goal setting. He has multiple spread sheets which include goals for every area of his life. Spread sheets, y’all. He has quarterly review sessions to check up on how he is doing on said goals. He is the New Year’s Resolution poster child.
I am not.
I have a notebook that I will most likely misplace before February. I will pen a few goals, but not too many, because let’s be honest, I do not have a track record of staying on task with this sort of thing, so I will keep it loose. Like last year when my theme was “to care less.” Simple, attainable (sort of), and very fluid.
Oh look, I met my 2015 goal because I am not mopping the floor when it really needs it, making homemade cookies for the class cookie exchange, etc, etc etc…
While that worked well for me last year (obviously), I feel this year is calling me every so slightly toward more concrete goals. I have definite things I want to accomplish, and even though writing them down and then NOT accomplishing them makes my eye twitch just a little, I am going to do it anyway. Because it’s a new year and I’m purposing to do better with this. At least for a while…
So, here are a few goals for 2016. Just don’t ask me how they are going. Ever. Because if I flake out on these, I don’t want to talk about it. Ever.
1.) Start creatively cooking again. My family is seriously happy about this one. I kind of fell off the cooking wagon toward the end of 2015. Ooops.
2.) Intentionally create margin. I need quiet space like I need air, y’all. If I don’t have it, I turn into a less than ideal person. Seriously. Ask my family.
3.) Finish all the house projects I have been putting off. Yeah, they are no fun, but I should probably investigate why I have no water pressure in my bathroom sink, and deal with the pesky weeds that keep popping up on our back patio. After all, we are not savages.
4.) Officially launch my little craft business. The Burlap Nest has been floating around in my head for years and I really want to see if I can make it into something. Details to come…
5.) Love. That’s my word of the year. I want to love others more deeply, more authentically, more openly. I want every interaction I have to run through the filter of love, instead of the filter of busyness, impatience, and selfishness. I have a lot of room for growth on this one.
So that’s them. I don’t know how it will go, but there is something very exciting about (as Hubby says) strategically planning for the year ahead. I am really praying that this year will be one of growth and improvement for our little family. I am excited to see what God has in store for us in 2016.
How about you? Do you have any new year’s resolutions?