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Monday, January 5, 2015

New Year's Resolutions...they only start on Mondays, right?

Okay, okay...so I know it's been a couple of weeks since I last wrote anything on here.  However, I am hoping that changes tonight.

I had a hard time sorting out what my resolutions were going to be for the New Year.  It's always a goal of mine to lose weight, mainly because I stop and start and stop and start with the exercise.  Ugh.  Thank goodness, my trainer has helped with that quite a bit.

I mulled over ideas and choices and had some great ideas in the shower.  Once they were written down, I found myself picking them over and trying to make a bit more sense of my scattered thoughts.

So, due to my perpetual procrastination and inherent squeezing of deadlines, I now present my 8 new and improved New Year's resolutions...that kinda started today, even though I really tried to stick with them beginning on the 1st.  So, my reclaimed resolutions?  My reinstated resolutions?  My repossessed resolutions?

Meh.

My ridiculously OTT hashtag extravaganza of New Year's Purposeful Declarations!

Purposeful Declaration 1:

#GetOrganized 

My house, oh it is so disorganized.  I have a lot of junk in my draws, y'all.  And in my closets, etc.  Therefore, I have undertaken the task to declutter...something...once a week.

Dos:

#30pounds90days

I have to set a goal, I need to get it done.  I am setting this goal, because I know if I work really hard I can achieve it.  It seems like a lot, and it is...but it's something I've set my sights on and I really want it to happen!  I need to do more cardio and this goal will push me to it, whether I like it or not!

Trois:

#LessBeer

I really mean all alcohol in general, less of it.  I have a bad habit of having a few or 6 on the weekends and sometimes a couple during the week.  It has hindered declaration #2, big time.  So, I have taken a stand!  3 or fewer beers (or equivalent drinks) 1 time a week.  I hope you don't think this makes me an alcoholic.  I guess if you do, oh well, I can't change your mind on that.  Frankly, my dears, I don't give a rat's patootie.

Four:

#WriteMore

I have set myself a decree.  I shall write 3 times a week.  No fewer than 3, but as many as I like.  Not 1, not 2, but 3 is the number upon which I have settled.  I hope you are looking forward to more of my posts, inane as they may be!  Yay readers!

Five:

#PrayerJournal

I bought myself a prayer journal for Christmas.  It includes questions for a daily reading, as well as suggested daily reading lists for the Bible.  After I read a passage, then space is given to answer questions about my reaction to the reading, what I may glean from it, as well as how this may guide me in my daily life.  I really like it and I'm hoping to get some good use out of it.  I have pledged to use it 5 times a week.

Six:

#ArtsyCraftsy

I always start projects, but never finish them.  I have a sewing machine I purchased (for $20 from a thrift store) that I have never used and I have 3 or 4 half-finished cross stitch projects and currently 2 half-finished crochet projects.  I am determined to prioritize crafts 3 times a week and dedicate 1 hour to them.  It keeps me from slogging around on Facebook and Pinterest more than I ought and it allows me to focus on something that can be very calming to an anxiety-ridden person.

Seven:

#NoMoJunk

I have a diagram on my little note here that shows the words -sugar, -carbs, and -processed foods inside of a big prohibition sign.  You know, the no symbol with the circle and backslash?  Yeah, my goal is to try to reduce as much of those three things as I can.  My vascular doctor said it's not how many calories you eat, but WHAT you eat and carbs and sugars are the worst.  If anyone has a good resource for low carb, no sugar recipes, I'm open for suggestions!  I may get super grumpy, but I am going to do my body good.

Finally, number eight:

#DoggyTime

My doggy is an outdoor doggy.  This is because my husband is a mean person who grew up on a farm and thinks all animals should be outdoors.  I convinced him to allow my 2 cats indoors, but he will not cave on the dog.  I have tended to neglect my poor Bear because of this.  He doesn't get enough attention and I feel so badly about it.  Therefore, I have resolved to spend more time with him, as I can.

So, those are my Purposeful Declarations.  What do you think?  Is there something I can improve upon?  Am I nuts?  (My mother never had me tested.)  I know it's an ambitious list, but I want to enjoy my life and not be overwhelmed by the glut of electronics and I don't want to waste any more of my life doing things that aren't worth doing!

Good luck with all of your purposeful declarations and if you join me on Twitter (Bandgeek77 is my handle) and see one of these hashtags, join in with me and we can all suffer together!


(Stolen from IMDB)

[Holding the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch]
King Arthur: How does it... um... how does it work?
Sir Lancelot: I know not, my liege.
King Arthur: Consult the Book of Armaments.
Brother Maynard: Armaments, chapter two, verses nine through twenty-one.
Cleric: [reading] And Saint Attila raised the hand grenade up on high, saying, "O Lord, bless this thy hand grenade, that with it thou mayst blow thine enemies to tiny bits, in thy mercy." And the Lord did grin. And the people did feast upon the lambs, and sloths, and carp, and anchovies, and orangutans, and breakfast cereals, and fruit bats, and large chu...
Brother Maynard: Skip a bit, Brother...
Cleric: And the Lord spake, saying, "First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in My sight, shall snuff it.
Brother Maynard: Amen.
All: Amen.
King Arthur: Right. One... two... five!
Galahad: Three, sir.
King Arthur: Three!


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