I am never too proud to admit that a new year is a good time for a fresh start. A new journal, a new planner, and 365 brand new days to not fuck it all up. Of course, to the cynics out there, I recognize that I don’t have to wait until January 1st to start working on these things, but there’s something refreshing about it anyway. A few goals to start the year off:
- Don’t let school suck the life out of you. This might be hard, but I’m going to try. I’m only taking five credit hours this semester instead of seven, but my goal is to have my accounting certificate wrapped up by December in order to take the CPA exam in 2019. Last semester was tough and I took two classes that were equally demanding and difficult, and it really drained me. (But I got an A in both classes.)
- Be lazy sometimes. It’s okay! I wasted too many years having pitifully few friends and not experiencing anything the world had to offer me, but I need to remind myself I don’t have to see it all at once. I need to embrace being lazy, spending Saturday and Sunday on the couch and to never feel bad about having to tell Netflix that yes, I’m still watching.
- Read more books for fun. See the first bullet — this may be hard. But I need to make a concerted effort to do so at least a little bit every day. My goal is to read 25 books this year, and not textbooks. I have never come close to this goal, but at least I try.
- Take better care of myself. I’ve already been working on this one for a while. I started frequenting the gym with better regularity a few months back and I’m finding a nice little groove in carving out time to get there. It isn’t always a lot of time, but it’s better than no time. I need to continue to remind myself that if I am unhappy with my body and my health, that I am the only one who can change that. I have to take care of me.