I’ve got a couple of drafts here about what I did in 2013, and what I plan for in 2014. But actually, I don’t fancy sharing that right now.
Essentially, I had all these goals for 2012, and then again in 2013. After the success of 2011, I was so excited to continue the winning streak. But for some reason, I was pushing well beyond my comfort zone far too early on, and I’m now flailing for air.
For the last year, I had “star seeking”, but after March, I forgot all about them.
In 18.104.22.168 I aimed to –
~ Reduce excess: food & ‘stuff’ – Not met. Junk food became my only food. Minimalism didn’t come into it.
~ Create: relaxation & exercise – I got myself to dance again by the end of the year, but otherwise, I missed out on this.
~ Bury myself in learning – I read a few books; but still haven’t reached my goal of 26 books. Four of the books I’m counting as read were novellas / half a book.
2014 is now on the horizon, so I picked another word; wondering if maybe I can keep it simple this time.
– I wanted a word to mean “fixed” because I spend about 40% of my life feeling that my experiences have broken me.
– A word to mean “not anxious”.
– A word to mean secure; in my home, myself, and my beliefs.
– A word not too physical this year – more spiritual.
– A word to be the antonym of “overwhelm”, which defined 2013 for me. Something comforting. Thought I’ve spent a lot of 2013 attempting to comfort myself. I’ve given up healthy eating, exercise and taken up tears.
I’m generally happy with my life, and know that I’m about to make many moves this year – house, from alone to a couple, possibly job, friendship circles and even possibly career change entirely. So I don’t feel at risk of “settling” in my ruts, or getting too stuck in my job, home etc.
So that’s the word for my next year.
I want to feel settled. As a co-habitee, in a new place, with a new job and planning a new future. Settled in the possibility of finally having a real family: just the two of us (for now).