Here I am, fashionably late as always. Over three weeks into 2019, I’ve finally come up with my resolutions for the year, and actually written them down.
Last year was a bit of a disaster year, and I’ve seen a few people say that about 2018. I know personally, I charged into 2018 expecting it to be my year, but actually did very little work to achieve anything. I wanted things to be handed to me on a plate, I wanted miracles – and that’s clearly not how life works. So going into 2019, I gave myself a stern talking to. 2019 will be the year of working for it – but not working as flogging myself for 16 hours a day, 6 days a week (I’ve done that; it was hideous.) Working as in actually putting in the effort to make my life what I want it to be rather than expecting it to happen. So, as tradition dictated, I sat down and set myself some goals and resolutions for the upcoming year. Continue reading