As the new year hurtles towards us (though, time being a relative thing, it cannot be clear if it is actually moving towards or away from us or even moving at all) I am beginning to think about all of my plans and responsibilities for the coming year. There is debt to surely be paid. There is writing to surely be done. There is fun to surely be had. All of this is promised in the coming year. Great and glorious change and growth is to happen.
None of that gets done without a plan.
So, here in this relaxing lull between a mountainous workload I am beginning to turn my eyes towards planning. What needs to happen when in order to make my universe less chaotic? How much do I want to accomplish? What are my goals?
I feel like once people get a chance to catch their breath we naturally turn our attention to such things. This could be part of why New Year’s resolutions are such a big deal–at least in this country. I don’t know much about other nations. I’ve been to but one other. Changing that is also high up on the docket.
As is getting better sleep. Better eating too. I’ve already been addressing the latter, but the former is equally necessary, as I find myself in what appears to be a steadily declining state of health–one that can be slowed by a change in habits.
And stress.
Which brings me to the number one change coming. I’ve got to manage my stress levels a lot better. That means developing the lab (a space where I can work), managing my time with my kids better, and not taking on so much. Most importantly (and most overlooked) it means going to the gym and finding ways to exercise on non gym days, so I can get my body back in shape to handle the stress (of life) I am required to endure.
New year is coming. ready up.