Is it too basic for me to be posting a salad recipe on the day before January 1st? Am I a cliché? Actually, is there even anyone out there reading? Or are you all at some fancy hotel hob-knobbing with important people and sipping champagne from diamond-crusted crystal flutes? Bueller? Bueller?
Just in case there is someone else out here with NYE plans similar to mine (yoga pants, binge watching The Good Wife [Team Logan forever], 9pm bedtime), I thought I’d do a little rambling on about new year’s resolutions. Tis the season to completely overhaul your life! And I am not even a little bit immune to the appeal of a freshly minted year.
Does anyone else feel like 2016 is going to be our year? I mean, I always have this nice, sparkly clean, hopeful feeling going into a new year, but something feels particularly rosy about this new year. Like this is going to be my year. And I’ve heard that from many of my friends, too. It feels like there is a collective optimism about 2016 that hasn’t quiet been around in years past. I love it! 2016 is overflowing with potential, and I’m excited to try to grab my little piece of it.
Last year was probably the first time in my entire three decades on this planet that I didn’t set New Year’s Resolutions. I know resolutions take a lot of flack, but I actually think it’s super healthy to take time each year to evaluate where you are with your life and set some goals moving forward. But last year, I decided to give myself a break while I was still in the midst of adjusting to motherhood (still am, but really was in deep adjustment period last year). Instead of setting specific goals, I set an intention word for my year–fearless.