If Iíd made any life-changing resolutions on January 1, I donít see how I could have kept them. Just about everything Iíve done for the last month has been reactive. All Iíve done was try to keep my head above water and keep moving in whatever direction the tide was taking me. It seems that I didnít have any time to stop and reflect (although if I were a better time manager, I might have).
But now all that is over. Itís February, a short enough month that the expectations are a little lower. I can now direct myself to get back on the sadly neglected treadmill a few times a week, and I can start to look after my own sadly neglected body and soul, instead of having to think full time about the next tax return or cost report. I have high hopes for February, and the months to follow.
However, Iím still not making any specific resolutions. I will make these general ones: Iíll try my best to get something good out of each day. Iíll try to take things as they come. And Iíll try to see the bigger picture, instead of getting bogged down in the petty pixels. I think thatís the only way to live, if you really want to live.