Yesterday was my birthday and I turned thirty-three, which seems like a weird age to me. Now that I am 33, I can't deny that I am well on my way to being 35. I am, in fact, an adult. And that makes me think it is time to stop fucking around and get my shit together on two key fronts: my education and my career. I've actually been thinking that for a few years, but I might actually be prepared to do something about it now.
My birthday was really wonderful. Ingrid and I worked out and then she took me to a spa where we had a super awesome and relaxing time getting facials, manicures and pedicures. After that she took me to lunch where I proceeded to have a meltdown while we waited for our food. Poor Ingrid, she is always looking after me. After I ate the fattiest thing on the menu and Ingrid ate the most virtuous thing on the menu, we did a little shopping and then in the late afternoon, I met my parents for dinner and cake with my family. It was definitely one of the nicest days I have ever had.
Since my birthday conveniently falls at the mid-point of the year, I thought I'd check in with my list and see how I feel about it. A lot of people don't like to make New Year's Resolutions because they feel they have failed if everything doesn't get accomplished. I don't feel that way. A list of goals, I think, should always be evolving. I am a different person at the beginning of the year than I am at the mid-point of the year and a different person again at the end of the year so I don't think it makes sense to have static goals. My resolutions are only a skeleton plan, and Geminis need a plan because we are awesome starters and sort of crappy at follow-through. I also need a plan because, as previously noted, I am fond of contingency planning.
So the list:
I have a committed twice a week practice.
I still love running, and I will continue to run several times a week but I just don't care about this anymore. I am revising this goal to "Lose 5% of my body fat" which is a lot more important to me for two reasons. First, achieving a 5% fat loss will put me truly and for real in the "healthy" weight category for my frame and second, it will decrease my pre-belly dance recital freaking out next spring. Although I could probably lose the 5% by committing to training 10K, I think I am better off investing that extra time I would have to spend running in strength training. This is a harder goal for me to achieve because I fucking hate strength training.
Learn sign language
So far, I have learned the sign for "stereo" and "bird", hahaha.
Eat enough protein
This is getting better, but still needs a lot of improvement. I am glad I set this goal because I have finally started cooking again.
Get a real banner for this stupid blog
Michelle offered to do this for me, and all I had to do was give her the dimensions, which I still have not done. I am retarded.
Read the paper
I guess the spirit of this goal is really "take in more news". I haven't been reading the paper as much as I had hoped, but I have been getting more news from other sources.
Make painting a priority
I haven't painted a single stroke.
Be more assertive
So far just one, to one of my elementary school teachers, Mr. Longhurst.
Call my Grandmothers
Still doing a shitty job on this.
Get to work on time
In May I finally managed to start getting to work approximately on time.
I haven't gone swimming and unless I go camping I think this is pretty unlikely to happen. But I will not scratch it just yet - there is a rec centre pool just up the street.
Docket my billable hours
I generally remember to do this now.
Become level C first aid/rescuer certified
This goal was related to a volunteer gig I was planning to apply for this summer. I decided not to apply for the position so this is now unneccesary. I mean, it would still be great to do, but I'm not going to.
Care for friends I neglected in 2008
I am working at this.
Risk One: Staying open-hearted in a relationship. Risk Two: belly dance with my class in front of an audience. Risk Three: That matter of the nude photo shoot – although technically it occurred on Boxing Day … Boxing Day was the unofficial start of my 2009.
New: Get my shit together re: education and career
I have a plan.
And now, here's a picture my mom sent me yesterday morning: