i don't remember when i stopped making new year's resolutions. as a kid i was obsessed with self-improvement, mostly along the lines of wanting desperately to be prettier, skinnier, nicer, a better artist, etc. in fourth grade, i decided to be brutally honest, no matter what. this resolution was abruptly killed when i told a classmate her tights made her legs look fat (in my head, this was completely different than saying she was fat; i was saying the tights were the culprit). she told everyone i had insulted her, which resulted in me getting the silent treatment from a number of fourth grade girls. a valuable lesson in social skills: brutal honesty does not increase your popularity.
these days, i don't have the energy to care about self-improvement. but apparently, millions of other people are still seeking out ways to change themselves so they can be happier/thinner/richer, out of which is born oprah, dr. phil, and an entire section of the bookstore devoted to self-help books. out of curiousity, i typed "year of living" into amazon.com's search box, and came up with:
a year of living your yoga
a year of living consciously: 365 daily inspirations for creating a life of passion + purpose
a year of freeconomic living
1877: america's year of violent living (1877??? really???)
living a year of kaddish
living oprah: my one-year experiment to walk the walk of the queen of talk
the year of living biblically
the year of living shamelessly
and my favorite title: my year of living heterosexually: and other tales from hell
there are so few things i'd be willing to commit to for a year. i started making a mental list:
a year of cleaning the grout in the bathroom tiles twice a week
a year of not buying anymore art supplies until i use up the closet-full of supplies i already have
a week of not picking at my nails (i'm a big believer in realistic goals)
how about you?
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a year of living life to the fullest as best I can.
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