Oops, it’s already the 17th January, and I haven’t written a single thing! I’ve been adhering to resolution No.1 and taken things easy. So obviously maintaining my blog has to be resolution No.2! I’ve also been very lax in terms of exercising and eating less. So more exercise and less sugar are No.3 and 4 (I know I know, BO-RING, but essential items on my list).
So this is it:
- take it easy and enjoy life a bit more
- keep working on my blog (and my book)
- exercise more regularly (especially cardio)
- reduce sugar (not give up sugar! I’ve tried that before but it obviously doesn’t work, so I’m trying to avoid sugar if I can, for example in my tea and coffee, and buying hardly anything processed, as the Americans put sugar in simply every single thing they can put anything in)
- write some more in German. I just realised that I’ve not done any proper writing in my mother tongue since I was in my early 20s. I need to find my native voice again.
That should do it for now. I don’t want to go too crazy with my list, as I know I’ll just end up getting frustrated because I can’t do it all, and then throw the whole list out the window (which will make me even more frustrated. I’ve been there before, so I have to try a different strategy). This year, I’m going to try not to be so hard on myself. I always want everything to be perfect, and set myself up for failure because my expectations are too high. So this is going to be the year when I’ll take it easy (I am alreay laughing a sarcastic laugh in my head). Last year was so exhausting, and my list of resolutions was ridiculously long and full of ludicrous stuff like making new friends and finding a proper job while being a more involved mother (who doesn’t skive off to spend time on FB while her kids watch TV), and being a better wife (i.e. having more sex), and eating only good food, and losing weight, and and and… I am, of course, hoping to make some new friends. We’ve kind of made some, but not really. I find that the problem is not finding people to talk to, to spend time with, and who want to talk to me and spend time with me (or us, as a family). I just find it really hard to care. To care enough about somebody to want to be friends. I’m not sure why this is the case. I’m very open-minded, like meeting new people, find it interesting to talk to people. And yet I’ve not really really liked anybody. And that’s quite a shock, and something I didn’t expect. But I’m sure it’ll come, and in the meantime, I enjoy spending time with my new acquaintances. S feels pretty much the same, and the problem might be that we’ve picked an area where people don’t have a lot in common with us. Or, rather, we don’t have a lot in common with them. Which is why we like going to different places so much I guess.
We’ve just had a long weekend, MLK weekend to be exact (Martin Luther King Jr. to the ignorami), and enjoyed amazingly warm, pre-summer temperatures. S had just returned from a gruelling trip to Singapore and needed some time to relax, so we spent the first day doing pretty much nothing at all. But today we went to Santa Cruz, which is always nice, and guarantees smiles all round (especially with a bit of wine tasting thrown in). Being by the sea is so good for the soul, and Santa Cruz is like the icing on the cake. We had to pinch ourselves several times today; it was very hard to remember it is only January. But after being so damn cold in our house those last few weeks, I think we fully deserved some sunshine!