Oh no, another personal resolution post.
I will not regale you with a list of books or movies or plays I want to see or read. Although if you have any great ones send them my way, I am at low tide for reading material. I love Jane Austinish stuff. Yes, romantic soul who likes clever scenes about very little.
I want to be healthier and not look like Rudolph all year round. That means more energy, less pain, a flesh-colored nose and a happier me. How to do that?
For one, when I was seriously into the Paleo diet, I naturally lost weight without worrying about calories. It melted off. And I had more energy.
So Paleo diet, check.
And to get energy one needs to expend it.
So exercise again, check.
Paleo diet also helped my inflammation and skin sensitivity issues. I get a red nose now when I eat or drink certain foods.
So no coffee or wine….SOB…..no check, but I will cut down.
I need to get the redness removed, so a dermatology procedure, check.
I need an outlet. What can I do? Not much. But there is a community choir that is taking new people. Hmm… I like to sing and a choir would force me to meet new people who like to sing. And it is for community events and I am a volunteer loving soul.
Join a choir, check. It starts again today, so let’s see if I actually get the guts to attend it.
What else? (You see I am doing this on the fly, as most resolutions are tossed like yesterday’s salads).
I want to write poems again. I have been on the dry side of late for that. Is there a place I could go to be with other poetry types? Go to a poetry reading? Check out a poetry book and actually learn how to do it instead of flying by my feelings? Any poetry teachers out there giving advice in this area?
I don’t want drama this year. Although drama makes for good poetry. But it is stressful and I want to de-stress. I want a message or acupuncture or something to help my muscle pain. I have given up on my husband’s muscle jabbing. Maybe try one and see.
Part of drama is bipolar mood swings. Don’t want ’em. Nor do I want any more doctor bills. So I guess that means I need to stop taking medicine vacations and do a better job. Ok, take my meds daily. Check.
I want to go to Kawai in June with my healthier body. Don’t have one thing planned for it, nor do I (as my Nana used to say) “have a pot to pee in”, but I want to go there. We will see if I can wring out some money for it.
I don’t want to see my son go to jail. Will find that out TODAY. Yikes. I plan to take him to a counselor until he isn’t a pain in my butt anymore. LOL, I think.
I want to join a charitable organization and give back a little. I did a jaunt with one called Love, Inc and they need intake personell. I would make a good one with my RN background. They are expanding, so I am on the list for that.
I want to see my dad come home and wave him off to a cruise that they have talked about for 5 years but have been too cheap to do. Screw the money, go on the trip. He breathes much better in sea air and that will be my argument. Of course now he will be too nervous to go. If he makes it.
Of course I would chuck all of the above to see my dad walk out of the hospital alive. But that is looking less likely. We meet with hospice today. Yes a busy day for me.