Happy New Year, darlings of mine!!!
How did you ring in 2011? I went to a party. A small one. Dress code: pajamas. And conveniently, it was at my house. AND EVERY. ONE. CAME! Not like they had a choice -- they all live here. But I know they still would've come if they didn't, because these people are total party animals.
And we ate...
|melons and grapes for me -- bready things for my mob.|
It was a great way to say "good riddance" to a rough year full of half-done bathroom renos, blogging apathy, ultrasounds and unnecessary surgeries, too many colds/flus, and clutter that just won't go away.
Now it's 2011, and it's time for the bright, shiny, and not so polly-wally-crappy...
1: Take more time to relax, worry less, and de-stress. And rest when my body demands it. Oh, and get enough sleep! My ND told me that these things were KEY to healing my adrenals, getting my health back, and keeping me from going bitchcakes whenever someone looks at me the wrong way.
2: Go to hot yoga twice each week. This is my "thing" after all, right?
3: Bedtime by 9:30pm. As in bed. Asleep. At 9:30.
4: No laptop in bed. Which is also key because I need sleep, and a smutty romance novel gets me to sleep quicker than the glare of a laptop screen. It's pretty sad -- just as the hero and heroine are getting to the bodice ripping part, I'm ready to snore and drool all over the place. Eh, whatever works, right?
5: One project at a time. Focus on one project and finish it before moving on to the next one. Seriously. And no new projects until the bajillion items on my current list are done! Gah!!!
6: Get more people to pay me to write. 2010 saw my health impact my writing in a very negative way. Inactivity due to apathy, mild depression, and mental exhaustion totally sucks. This year, I'm ready to get back to being a blogging machine!
7: Pay more attention to my appearance. Wardrobe redux. Do my hair. Wear make-up. Wear perfume. All natural stuff, of course. I'm done looking -- and thus, feeling -- like poo every time I leave the house!
8: Go out for dinner with my pretend boyfriend Gerard Butler, dazzle him with my beauty and wit, and despite all his begging, refuse to run away with him. Nope, still not ready to let this one go.
How about you? What are your goals for the new year?