Everywhere I look on social networks I’m seeing several people declaring January a “New Year’s Trial” month. Folks just aren’t ready for the new year to begin. I’ve also seen other people declaring the new year has begun and suggesting people step up and get started.
Here are my thoughts…
My new year starts whenever I say it starts…and that is today this year.
Sometimes life is full of stuff. Sometimes the fall bleeds into the winter and I end up playing catch up. With a toddler and two children who seem to be having the longest winter break from school ever (thanks bomb cyclone and frostbite), this empress’s grove has been nothing more than a light sway this year. I’m getting my mojo back today though…and I’ll be dancing in the streets (to my own drummer).
When I’m ready on January 1st, kudos to me.
A few times I’ve been able to flip the switch on and scream Happy New Year and really mean it. The past year’s stuff was marked off my list and I was able to put things away before checking into the new year on January 1st. That felt great. I’ve loved patting myself on the back those years.
If I’m not ready until February 1st or whenever, kudos to me too.
Years when circumstances have prevented me from ringing in the new year without dragging in anything from the previous year have happened plenty of times. I’ve had two fall preemie babies and a summer/fall/winter/spring pregnancy spent on bed rest. All that made me good at saying, “Ok, no problem. I’ll manage the best I can.” That’s totally fine. I’m happy to just get through whatever it is that I’m going through and I’m always proud to turn the page to enjoy the new year. No matter when that is for me. I still give myself credit.
My new year doesn’t have to look like anyone else’s…it won’t.
Growing up my parents really made sure our new year started with a very special celebration. We always had a party at home with their closest friends and our tradition was to run out in front of our house and bang on pots, pans and noisemakers, screaming “Happy New Year!” at the tops of our lungs.
In all my years I’ve never met any other family who started the new year that way. It was our thing and whoever was partying with us that year had a great time participating. Once the new year begins I still have my thing going on. How ever anyone else lives their life is their’s to own.
My new year doesn’t have to be rushed.
Hearing people tell others the new year has started and it’s time to (enter all the things), I’m like, “Go ahead…YOU go do those things. I’ll catch up.” Seriously, it’s not a race and opportunities are created by each one of us individually. Whether I’m ready on the 1st or in this year’s case the 8th, I get ready at some point.
I made resolutions and I will try my best to keep them.
Some people don’t want to make resolutions and that’s ok. I try to make at least a few every year. They’re healthy. It’s nice to set a goal and try to achieve it and it’s also nice to make changes in life. Each new year is a great starting point, but I won’t hesitate to have a re-do if need be. You can too.
If I fail at a resolution today, I will try again tomorrow.
Sometimes I create goals that I fail miserably at. Either I’ve set them too high too soon, or I’ve set them on a whim without thorough planning. These are goals I end up having to try my hardest to achieve. I really don’t like failure and I don’t enjoy walking away from things I have my heart set on, so this is my year to try again tomorrow.
Success isn’t measured by the lists we create, but the goals we accomplish.
I’m big on lists. I love them. I make “To Do” lists, grocery lists, gift lists, “Honey Do” lists (I’m good at that, ask my hubby)… and so on. Lists are how I keep track of things. It’s a good habit to have. The problem though is when we create lists and pat ourselves on the back as if the list has been completed just because it’s been written. Yes, I’ve done that. This year I’m going to try to complete all the things.
This is how I like to start my new year…on my own terms.