New Year, New Adventures

My fellow knitting bloggers have been busy posting all kinds of great New Year writings. Ranging from posts assessing their progress against 2012 goals to setting new resolutions for 2013 to saying mea culpas for this year’s knitting transgressions, all seem to be taking to an introspective look at their knitting lives and figuring out how to do better things and be a better knitter in 2013. To them all, I say “Bravo.”

Not me, though. I learned a long time ago that New Year’s could be a great time to beat myself up for not making whatever artificial goal I had set the year before. Like so many others, I have joined a gym, signed up for Weight Watchers, created a new budget and bought self-help books, seeking the better Mardee for the next year. But a few years ago, I stopped doing all that. I’m not entirely sure why, but I think I finally realized that I am perfectly happy the way I am. Am I perfect? No, far from it. (Ask my children, I’m sure they keep a list…) But my life is good and I am happy. A bunch of unrealistic, artificial goals will not make me more happy, in fact it usually does exactly the opposite.

Now, does that mean I have no goals for this year? Of course not. I am a project planner by profession, so I always like to feel like I have a plan of sorts. But it’s a different kind of plan. It’s loosely structured, so I can dodge and weave as life throws me curve balls. It’s not time-bound. And it reflects my belief in my ultimate ok-ness, meaning that I don’t have to do this to consider myself a good person.

So, to you all this year, I’d offer this. Don’t make resolutions that you’ll break in a month, leaving yourself to eat cookie dough straight from the tub while feeling worthless (and probably on the sofa in your pajamas watching Jerry Springer). Decide which problems make you crazy enough that you should do something about them. Set a plan of action for that one small problem and then do it. Then, if you still feel like it, pick another. And know that in the meantime, people love you and care about you and don’t give a fig about whether you are 10 pounds thinner or drive a fancy sports car. Or at least the people who matter don’t.

Happy New Year, everyone. May it be a year in which you see the blessings that surround you every day. May it be a year in which you work on those big things that affect your quality of life. And may it be a year when the rest of the small stuff just rolls of your back. Keep me posted so we can make this blog a place where we can all be okay together.