It’s a new year and I’m going with it.

Having a birthday at the beginning of a new year is like a breath of fresh air. I’m ready for new. I’m been cleaning and purging, trying to get rid of all the junk that seems to accumulate with abandon in my house.

I’ve also spent the last few days sporadically trying to plan for 2016. There have been all sorts of posts all over social media stating goals, words of the year, plans for change, etc. For some reason, I just can’t quite on board with it this year. It’s not that I don’t want to. I’ve thrown words around…

Live. Breathe. Pause.

But so far, nothing’s stuck.

I have goals for the year, because of course I do, but they aren’t the BAM, GET OUT THERE AND DO IT type of goals.

Goals for 2016 (in no particular order)

1. Get a will.

2. Take a family vacation

3. New floors and new kitchen counter tops

4. Lose the holiday “fluff” (ie. stop eating crap and go to the gym!)

5. Make more money

6. Grow blog traffic

In the past I’ve had some good ones. 2012 was my year without fear. I then picked PUSH, ENJOY and last year was EMBRACE. There were overarching themes in all of them.

This year I’m just here and maybe that’s okay. Things are good. I’m moving forward.

It’s easy to get caught up in what everyone else is doing, especially in the age of knowing everybody’s business. I try not to but it’s easier said than done. We know we need to run our own race, be you and all that and I guess that’s where I am. I’m going to just be.

Be me. Be present. Be more. Be less.

just be

Huh. Guess I found a word after all.

I have a good feeling about 2016. I hope I’m right.

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  1. says

    I didn’t pick a word this year too and it was actually the first holiday that I spent more offline and in the moment. Maybe that’s a sign? Last year, I was way too plugged in to online chatter and trends that even though I picked a word (TIME), I didn’t live up to it. I ended up needing more time. Here’s to a wordless year and Happy Birthday!

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