Blogging on Typepad from an iPad really stinks. I can't hyperlink, therefore I cannot remind you of my New Year's Resolution from last year. Which also means I cannot double my viewers from 6 to 12. I know, everyone has given up on my blog. It seems I have also.
Anyway, you know what time of year it is, right? The time of year where everyone makes false promises. The kind that mean well but don't get very far and instead make us feel like massive failures.
Did I get my closets organized? Somewhat.
Did I detach from technology? Not really. But then again, I did get a new job in late July so I'm back in the "proving stages" again. I would like to be back at the top of the game, where I had been with the company for 7.5 years and knew everything in and out. That will happen again... In about 6.5 more years.
Did I spend more time with my family? Well, I can't say I spent MORE time with them, but I certainly did make the MOST of the time I spent with them. We bought a boat in October and have really enjoyed getting our kids away from the tv on a regular basis. It also helps that we live in a beautiful climate and were able to go out on the lake both on Christmas Eve and New Years Day.
So what is the plan for this year?
Well, the plan is just to make it through the year. To constantly reevaluate what is working and what isn't. To squeeze in moments here and there and to not feel guilty for the moments that pass. There definitely are things I would love to have more control over but my lottery ticket has not yet paid off.
And there is this whole "work ethic" thing that is a life lesson. I started working, truly working, at 15.5 years old. I worked for a first generation dollar store. Actually, it was a ".99 Cent Store". And very little in the store was actually priced at .99 cents. But it ENDED in .99, which I am sure the CFPB would love these days. Bait and switch advertising? Yes please!
Anyway, I started my working career at the overripe age of 15.5 years old. I worked 60 hours a week. At 15.5, I had the energy to do so. It was six days a week, 10am to 8pm. Under the table, of course, but that's another story. My "minimum wage" lesson. It was a good one. Taught me never to discuss my salary with another employee and also was my very first foray (successful) at standing up for myself.
Ok, so where was I? Oh yeah. Work ethic. Does anyone have one these days? I'm cut from the "work until the job is done" cloth. Always have been. These days that's not the norm. I'm hoping to be able to pass along to my girls that when there is work to be done, you do it. There might not always be work so you have to take advantage. Kind of the "make hay while the sun is shining" philosophy.
So my thoughts for 2014?
Take advantage of whatever comes my way. Make the most of every moment. Clean closets if I have time. Don't stress about them if not. Feel good about the things I do instead of berating myself over the things I don't. Work hard. Play hard. Love. Love some more.
And given the rate I have been blogging, I might not be back online again until this time next year to figure out if my resolution was a success. Happy New Year to everyone and I hope you find peace with your resolutions! May this be (y)our best year yet!!