Alright, so it’s January 20th and I just decided on my New Years resolutions yesterday. But my theme of this year is self love, so I forgive myself for my late blooming.
I think that a big problem for me with New Year resolutions is that I forget about them until 11:59pm on December 31st. So in that one minute, I try to think of something that would really make me proud of myself, but not always something that is really achievable. Then, for the next two weeks after the new year, I try to reconcile with the fact that I can’t really achieve my goal, going through some disappointment and sadness, and I have noticed a pattern that has emerged in my lifetime. I have consistently made big decisions for my life in late January. I decided that I wanted to marry Mitch on January 22nd the January after we met, I decided to become vegan in late January of 2015, I decided to go back to college in late January last year. I think that all of the “New Years Resolution” talk around the beginning of the month gets me thinking, and then I finally decide on something a little later in the month.