Start a new year’s resolution, they say.
It’s a great way to kick start a new habit, they say.
People who write their goals are more likely to accomplish them, they say.
Post items to your vision board, blah blah blah.
I’m all for personal development. Goal setting really is a great way to keep yourself accountable for milestones that you want to set. This mindset, and jargon, are great for the professional world but I’m not quite sure it also translates into the personal world.
In my professional world, I’m a bit of a Type A personality. There is little room for right brain thinking. It’s all about metrics, systems and formulas. Although I am a creative type, I’m compartmentalized myself to the point where even impulsive creativity is pre-scheduled. I’m working on that.
But in my personal life I am a classic Pisces – fluid and watery. This means unpredictable, unstable and inconsistent. My nature is all about the right brain and as great as I am with merging both my left and right brain for work, it has yet to translate positively in my personal life. So for those new year’s resolutions about how we need to take on 2013 by the horns, I say go fuck yourself.
What they don’t tell you about new year’s resolutions: That high doesn’t last.
You know what high I’m talking about it. Some people call it adrenaline. It’s that happy high you get when you’re excited about something. You’re beyond enthusiastic and pumped to hit the ground running. The problem is, when you’re high, you’re furthest away from the ground so there’s no running to be done. You’re too high on “what could be” koolaid that you don’t, well do anything.
As someone who constantly tethers between fantasy land and reality, this high is extremely deceptive. It’s disguised as passion and when you fall from it, the landing hurts like a bitch.
January 1 is only the new year by default. Instead of waiting for the new year given to us, why not celebrate the new year every month. This constant rush to change our lives once a year, for 2 days, gets played out as you get older. Imagine celebrating the new year on the first of every month. Set monthly goals so that you don’t feel like a total loser when you break your resolution on day 3. That way you’ll have 11 months of practicing how to forgive yourself when you don’t accomplish a goal.
By the time you nail it, you’ll be one of those veteran people bragging on their soapbox, looking down at all the minions and feeling sorry that they too are not as enlightened as you.
My resolution for the new year is just a daily commitment to be awesome in my own special way. What more can I do…