Welcome 2013! With you comes the standard tradition in making our resolutions. For some, it's lose weight, find love, get a new job or get out of debt. Others take it a little less serious and approach it with humor: drink more often, party harder, sleep in more, and not get (another) speeding ticket. Whatever you plan to tackle this year, may you remain steadfast in your endeavors. Time will test us. It always does. Resist that cake and buckle down on silencing your alarm! For us, we'll keep it simple and share just one.
Ah, 2013. There's something about the number thirteen, I don't like it. It's not a good number, unlucky even. Still, I'm stuck with it. Here goes nothing.. I find the irony of this years "number" to be the perfect reasoning behind this new year's resolution that I have formulated. This year, I plan on being happier and more patient with other humans I have to share this planet with. For those of you who know me, this is definitely going to be quite the goal for me, not the happy part but most definitely, the patient part. I have a habit of being impatient. Sometimes it makes me bitchy. I suppose that this year is also bringing my Dirty Thirty birthday with it, so it's the best time to take a chill pill. Conscious effort will probably (ha! probably?!?) be needed to remind myself that I need to slow down, take things one at a time, and not try to rush (into) everything that I anticipate. My patience, or lack there of, is a direct result of having to deal with others. Ignorance, selfishness, blatant disrespect, and just flat out disregard for others that I deal with on a regular basis has my faith in humanity at an all time low. It's sad. I know there is good in everyone, it's just really, really hard to see it. My hopes of what I am aiming to achieve is that I will be able to not curse out some snobby bitch in a store, not to flip off the jackass tailgating me and to let it roll off my back when I walk back into a disaster zone that was clean when I walked out two seconds ago. I pray, it's what I do. Now, though, when I'm talking to the Big Guy, I ask for understanding and patience. I don't want to always feel like I'm about to lose my shit when I'm faced with your average, everyday dumb ass. Hopefully, that day will come soon enough. Until then, I'm going to try and stay strong - even if I have to bite my lip until it bleeds. Get the carmex ready and bring this bitch year on! ~A.S. | This, being the first year rung in as Mommy, I took a different perspective in deciding what Resolutions I would make. I felt that whatever I chose would effect my son, so I had to take that into account. So, sleeping in more would perhaps not be the best to go with because it would rely more on my husband than myself! While this might sound odd to some, those who know me 'get it'. I decided to go a route I've never felt I have needed to before and it was chosen based on 2012: I will resolve to be more assertive. I will stand by my decisions and stick to my guns, not allowing myself to be steamrolled by others for their own personal gain at my expense (and that of loved ones). I will see to it that all situations are dealt with in what I feel is in the best interest of my home and all in which it includes: my marriage, my son, my husband, and myself. I've realized that it isn't about making everyone else happy and trying to make things copacetic. It's about making those who mean something to me, and who I mean something to, happy. I know that it isn't always possible and there's a real chance that sometimes someone might get hurt. Though I don't like the sound of that, I know it's reality. It's time to face it. I think I can wrap my head around it, but it will be a challenge for me. I have to speak up for my son because he can not speak up for himself. He is too young to know right from wrong. He can't even sit up on his own yet! So it's my responsibility to stand for him. It doesn't have to be rude, but forward wouldn't hurt. It's not my way to be so forward, but I've also not been Mommy before, either. Hopefully, everyone will respect my position when it comes to these and other aspects of my life. Not going to hold my breath, but I can hope. So long as I do what I need to, perhaps that will be enough. -Y.S. |