I don't get that much excitement over making a huge list of things I want to accomplish at the start of every year.
They usually consist of the same things:
continue French lessons
spend more time with God
spend less time on the computer
eat more cheese -umm, I mean less
This year however, I am really making a huge effort to know my limits.
I tend to say yes to everything. Not necessarily because I feel I have to, but because I want to.
I have pretty much always been this way, but after having the little man, it increased.
I think it's because I don't want to become that woman who loses "herself". Who does everything for others, and forgets to color her hair. Or puts her friends on hold until Addison grows out of "this" phase, or "that"phase.
Don't get me wrong-there's a great deal of good in that. However, when 6 out of 7 nights on your calendar are filled, that is a bit too much.
I am not calling this a "resolution", but more of an awareness.
Kind of like how I am aware of the fact that I own way too many coats, and really don't need to buy another.
But want to.