Wow. It’s almost 2011. That’s just…crazy. This past year has been one of the best ever. Albeit, the crappy parts were definitely pretty bad, but the innumerable great moments I’ve had more than make up for ‘em. In a big way, I’m actually really grateful for the bad moments because I don’t think I would have recognized all the great moments without them. I didn’t hit my goal weight yet, but I am smaller than I’ve been since grade school. I had my heart broken, but proved to myself I’m capable of surviving it with a smile on my face. My dad won’t speak to me, but my grandpa is back in my mom’s life (and I wouldn’t trade that for anything). I’ve lost touch with some good friends, but I’ve made a lot new great ones. With as much as I hate this time of year, I’m still a lot more happy than I am sad. I may not be as blessed as some people, but it could be worse, it could be sooo much worse. This year has in fact been pretty great.
Having had a boyfriend all throughout college kept my partying-ways from becoming too extreme. Now, being 23 and single, I’ve had a crash course in the ways of the bars. At first, it was a lot of fun getting to know new people and being hit on by random guys. However, it’s just…I guess it’s just become too much. Between having a week off for Thanksgiving and 2 weeks off for Christmas, I’ve gone out enough recently to know more bartenders by name than I’ll ever admit. My one good friend in town is a year younger than me so I can understand her drive to still want to party every other night, she just graduated college 6 months ago after all. I only hope she’ll understand my wanting to cut severely back on the going out.
Speaking of New Years, though, here are my resolutions:
1. Get my butt into shape!!! Such a typical resolution, right? Well I’m definitely going to be one of those people who sticks with it. In fact, I’m starting on it TODAY with an hour strength-training session this evening. No more feeling gross when I see myself in the mirror. This should also help me stay away from the bars – can’t exactly get into shape when you’re downing 1500 calories just from beer!
2. Say goodbye to those in my life who don’t actually care about me. It may seem a bit…hmm, well I’m not sure what it seems like, but basically I’m too nice of a person; I let people get away with a lot, I forgive too easily, and I usually bury the hurt other people sometimes cause me rather than addressing it or just letting it go. That’s not to say I want to become a b*tch, but I definitely need to adapt more of an “I don’t give a…” attitude. I’m way, waaaaaay too empathetic. I sometimes let those around me direct my mood and that’s never okay. I have to start looking out for myself more if I’m ever going to be strong enough to continue looking out for others.
3. Get over the “I hate cooking for one” idea and start making myself REAL dinners at least three times a week – no more frozen dishes!
4. Allow myself to date around more. I have a really bad habit of going out on a few dates with a guy and then, despite not actually deciding yet to be monogamous, shutting down all other prospects. I haven’t been someone’s girlfriend in well over a year and a half now. I’ve gone out with…well, a lot of guys over the past 20 months and seeing as how I’m the only common factor there, clearly I’m single mostly due to intrapersonal causes. I remember when my ex and I broke up, I’d never felt stronger or better about myself (despite the fact that I was obese and unemployed). I’ll never forget the first guy I dated after my ex and how gung-ho I was about staying single; I’m fairly certain karma is still kicking my a** for hurting him like I did. Again, though, I can’t blame karma – it’s simply that I’ve lost my comfort in being (and my desire to be) single. Desperation, no matter how well hid, is never a pleasant scent. Well, that changes today. I have a date to a friend’s birthday party tomorrow night and then a date with a different guy on Sunday to watch football. I’m not going to get my hopes up about either. In fact, I refuse to even consider the thought of entering into a relationship until March 1st, no matter how great a guy might come along. The next two months are going to be about me.
5. Cross at least 5 items off my bucket list – I’m thinking skydiving, seeing to it that my grandma’s ashes are finally spread, hit my goal weight, drive down “Bray Road”, and have a mud fight.
2011 is going to be the best year of my life thus far – I just know it. Happy New Year, everyone!!