Why do New Year’s Resolutions have a 92.73% failure rate?
Think about it. Because, life. I.E. resisting temptations, giving up fave past-times, in order to completely revamp your already beautiful soul for 365 days straight. Sounds every bit of daunting, fun-sucking, eh? Pitfall after pitfall, the pressure of failure is so keen in our minds, our actions are doomed before ever truly beginning.
Aye, if you haven’t fallen off the New Year’s Resolution Roster yet, big gulps for you! Alas, if you’re a normal person, quit beating yourself up.
That red velvet cupcake you had at your friend’s birthday bash (+ the two you had later because you felt guilty for eating the initial cupcaked form of seven minutes in heaven) will not RUIN you. And neither will those lovely kicks from Asos that you purchased online. You’ll look rad in them, as you should.
In comes the tip for settling in on your New-New Year’s Resolution, Take 157:
Ditch your pal, Miss Guilt, straight away. If the slightest inkling of Miss Guilt enters your mind while perusing New Year’s Resolutions, then banish her from even the darkest corners of your brain. This year should be brilliant. Don’t muddy it up with stress-induced lists featuring superficial bits of yourself. For instance, if your initial resolution was to lose weight, morph that image of scales and sad cupcakes into you, hunting down a form of exercise you enjoy. I am surrounded, literally, by towns with “corn” and “buffalo” in their names, so I fully understand if hot yoga classes don’t exist in your location. Maybe ask a fellow momma if you could chase her brood round the yard one afternoon while she has a bit of relaxation, meditation (read: napping, lots of napping). Not only will you burn more calories than that intimidating cycling class, but you’ll feel super awesome for helping out such a bosom pal.
Now, to save face, I shall include my resolutions for this year.
- Write a thank-you card as often as humanly possible. In the past, I have put a precise amount of time-frame on myself, which invites Miss Guilt in (and she always asks for a cup of milk). If Mr. Lace + I followed through with some of our previous goals, the year would house a fair amount of bloodshed/tears/big ‘d’ in ‘dallas’ country tunes. Thinking about new year’s resolutions has always been a jovial past-time for me. I like concocting them, assessing their fail/success rate, and then discussing the impracticality of it all with Mr. Lace. But this one has created all kinds of good feels with little to no stress.
- Forgo purchasing clothing bits unless my monster bear boys require it. Now, this is a struggle as I adore all things vintage, and recently downloaded the app, Whurl (which if/when I do review it, I will indeed purchase something. My only other exception is new running shoes, but I’m even putting that off until happier weather unfolds.) This may be a struggle as I post “Vintage Me OOTD“regularly, but I am seeing even this as an opportunity to reassess my long-forgotten vintage wear.
This year is just different.
This year is just sparkling.
I’m pressing ‘publish’ in hopes that my advice will have you all-a-sparkle as well!
Feel free to comment with your resolutions so that we may hold each other accountable!
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