Yo yo… 6-year-old up in this here joint with the making-up-of-blog-titles. I’ve been racking/wracking (Google likes both versions, thus that means Whitney doesn’t care) my brain as to my goals for 2012. Sometimes I think I’m being lazy about it… other times I legitimately think it’s my cursed decision-making phobia that has me waltzing along like it ain’t almost February in 2 days (by the way… HALLELUJAH for February!!!). A 3rd part of me just wants to lie down and commiserate with the voices in my head… the wracking/racking is really doing a number on the amount of brain cells still remaining in my cranium holder. The 4th part of me realizes that setting a goal is a daunting task… and there’s always the desire to pick something easy… because easy is easy to accomplish… obviously… it’s EASY! So, all the goal ideas that cross my wracked/racked brain are quickly shot down by the Too-Difficult Police who live inside my hair follicles… no, it’s not lice… it’s the police!
In 2011 I had 4 goals… all of which I accomplished and all of which were “hard” for me to accomplish because they were out of my comfort zone of couch lounging. The first was to hike more… hiking more for me meant more than once a decade… so I’d say going on 5 hikes in 2011 was more than once a decade… goal accomplished. The 2nd goal was to get a bicycle and ride it for at least 500 miles this summer… goal accomplished… fat chic on a bike speeding around town. Next summer I be charging admission. Anyone want to rig up a contraption to have a tip jar jutting out from my bike handles? That way I won’t have to even stop for tips… people can just throw them into my jutting jar. That sounds nasty… moving on!
The 3rd goal was to sing more… I sang up a storm in 2011… mostly to myself but at least I was opening my mouth and letting sounds come out of it. The 4th and final goal was to go on a trip via airplane for the first time in YEARS!! Goal accomplished when I hit my New England fall leaf, lighthouse, and church history tour in October. All of those goals were “hard” for me because I had to overcome some nagging fear that I let reside deep down in my toes.
This year I feel like I’ve accomplished a lot of my big huge fears… as far as facing them head on. Hotel rooms and germy issues and airplanes, and people pointing and staring at me, and fear that I’d fall off a cliff and/or be murdered by a freaky baby owl who hates me. So, what’s left? Only more hard stuff… stuff that would require a huge upheaval in my life. Stuff that I say I want to do but when it really comes down to it, I may be just too afraid to do it. Stuff that would require me to have to sacrifice some of the things that I love… like my precious beloved free time and my nights and my weekends and my sanity. What am I talking about?
Prison. 😛 JOKES… good heck family… off the ledge! I’m talking about going back to school whilst still working full time plus meal planner and cook and exerciser and blogger and knitter and cross stitcher and life liver. It makes me too tired to even want to think about it… but at the same time it’s something that will need to be done if I ever have any hope of actually moving out of this basement that I’m renting. So, I guess I’ve just decided my biggest goal of the year. Go back to school in the fall… even if it’s just 1 or 2 classes at a time. If I’m not working towards something, I’m standing still… and I’ve been doing that for too many dagnabbed years… it’s time to move forward! Look out uneven sidewalks… I’m a coming for you!
Question of the Day: Do you have any 2012 goals?