I honestly hate New Years.
Everything is winding down from the holidays, wrapping paper tumbleweeds are still rolling through my house, and the leftovers in my fridge might still be from Thanksgiving, who knows? This is NOT the time I want to sit down and plan my resolutions for the “New Year,” wear glitter eye shadow with a top knot, and pretend to be somebody when the clock strikes midnight. I just want like three more weeks to fix the old year before I go to a new one. Does anyone else feel this way? The New Year brings taxes, new commitments at work; puppy vaccines that make my dog hate me for like 3 DAYS! I can’t take this kind of pressure, much less try to stick to some convoluted exercise plan or remember to meditate twelve times a day. So this year I have decided to skip resolutions all together. They suck, they make me mad, and I’ve realized I have actually outgrown them anyway! Continue reading “Screw Resolutions: I’m Too Old for This”