This sounds eerily like 11 new years' resolutions to me. I rarely make resolutions, so this will be tricky. There are oodles of things that my life doesn't need, but do I still like and enjoy some of them? Of course. There are also oodles of things that I don't need or want - like my root beer belly - that I just can't seem to get rid of. Below are 11 things that I feel comfortable listing.
- Long PJ pants. I say this because I just tripped over the ones I'm wearing and hurt my toe. I need to just sit down and hem them all.
- Procrastination. I've gotten worse at this in my old age and need to stop.
- Dehydration. Must. Drink. More. Water.
- Avoidance of confrontation. R is trying to help me with this. I need to start telling people when they do stuff that bothers me, in an effort to better us all.
- Grazing. I need to stop randomly munching on food when I'm at home and thinking that it's ok since no one can see me.
- A pushover personality. I guess this goes along with #4.
- Disconnects. Keeping in touch with people is not my forte. With all the forms of communication to choose from now, I should be better at this.
- Lack of "go-to" items. I should no longer be bitching that I don't have the perfect default black top, LBD, or black pumps.
- Timidity. I've gotten better at being spontaneous/bold (relatively speaking), and I intend to take it one step further.
- Lack of skin care. Another pitfall of old age. I can no longer forget to take off my makeup before bed, exfoliate, or use eye cream. If I do, it is painfully obvious to everyone who faces me.
- Uncertainty. It'd be useful if I could actually make decisions and stick with them.
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