Technically, if I want to reach my year long goal of writing one blog post a day, leaving me with 365 blog posts on the 31st of November, then... I'll have to write 65 blog posts in 4 days. Or, three and a half. Since this day is almost over, and it will soon be tomorrow. Yarr. Am I going to try? No. Is it tempting? ... not really.
Instead, I'm going to dye my hair tomorrow. Unless I cave and wimp out of it. I've done that before. But, we'll see. I can't predict the exact future any more than you can. Unless you're happen to be exceptionally good at such things. Or, in that case, what I just said WOULD be true... Ok, I'm going to stop confusing myself now.
And rather type out my resolutions for the next year. If I can remember them. I had them all in my mind yesterday, because I talked to Ben about it, so I'm sure they'll come back to me if I strain my mind a little bit.
1. DO NOT stress. Very important. Not to stress myself. Ever.
2. Relax more (!), and take the time to do unnecessary things. Without freaking out about having wasted time. No time is wasted as long as it's enjoyed.
3. Trust myself.
4. Listen to myself.
5. Do what I feel like doing, not what I feel I have to do.
6. Start doing yoga again, and regain contact with myself.
7. Take care of myself, physically and mentally.
8. Visit my lovely one as often as possible.
9. Do not rob myself of pleasures and things that make me happy.
Ok, I realise I have a lot of resolutions, but a lot of them sort of intertwine, so it's not that bad really. They're all things I have to do, in order to feel good about myself. Really. I've been neglecting myself too much this year, something which became very obvious in the end. It's not really something I wish to have repeated, at least not first thing.
Anyways. Nuff rambling. Barr. I want cuddles. Calins!
x
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