I’m not one to make New Year’s resolutions. Even when I do make them, I never keep them. A lot of people have taken to choosing a word or phrase they want to be the theme for the year ahead. I think I did this for 2011, but shit kind of hit the fan and, well, it just didn’t happen for me.
But I’m determined to make 2012 my year. Nothing’s going to get in my way, and nothing’s going to get me down.
For 2012, my word is
Peace of mind.
Peace of heart.
To be at peace with my home, my life.
… what I have and what I don’t have;
… what I want and how to get it;
… what I don’t want and how to avoid it.
Acceptance, appreciation and sincere gratitude for the people and things in my life. Reframing my thoughts. Discarding the negativity. Examples:
- Yes, our basement and garage are complete and utter disasters. They are downright embarrassing and you couldn’t pay me to allow anybody I actually care about to enter either areas.
BUT >>> We have a basement. And a garage. And a house big enough that I don’t ever have to actually go into either of them. A house big enough that I can fully ignore them.
- Yes, money is tight right now. P is finally back to work after five months of being laid off, but I’m on maternity leave. The only way we can afford to keep living life the way we’re accustomed (which isn’t fancy, by the way), is for both of us to bring home a paycheck. We couldn’t afford to buy Christmas gifts and paying bills is going to take some imagination.
BUT >>> We have money stashed in a few different places that I’d just prefer not to use. We have money. I just don’t want to use it. (Talk about #firstworldproblems.)
You get the idea.
I shall rise above.
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