Thursday, January 03, 2013
Loving My Resolutions (And Thumbing My Nose At The World)
Since New Year's Eve I've crept around my house (literally, searching underneath things) and picked out ten items (or more) daily to discard and it's felt like such a game. You know, kinda like, "The winner will be the person who most quickly unearths ten things she no longer needs/loves/realizes why she even bought at all."
A delightful, simple-to-play game so far. Decorating magazines I couldn't care less about, books I didn't like, a decrepit old Barbie hidden beneath my desk, a duplicate dvd of Charlie Brown Christmas, an old poster. Stuff which felt more clutter-ish than like treasure, all sorted now in various basement bins ready for Salvation Army or out on the curb, currently awaiting the recycling guys.
No real stress involved (yet) from letting go, but it will become tougher when I get to things I still like but don't really neeeed.
One of my favorite New Year's resolutions, ever.
Another resolution that's going swimmingly? The one about saving even more money this year with grocery coupons. Downright enjoyable that one, also, and more of that 'game feeling' as I print out what feels like dollar bills from my computer.
I guess I understand peoples' feelings toward resolutions (kinda), but I find their lack of hope, sad. My resolutions invigorate me and infuse me with hope that my life will become better, richer, healthier-- one day, one change at a time.
But then, always I've marched to a drum beat no one else could hear. Some relatives of mine even love pointing out that fact, declaring they've never understood me and long ago gave-up trying. They've sliced me from their life and that's ok. We all must do what we must do to stay mentally healthy.
The main thing? God 'gets' me and the older I grow, that's all that really matters. Friendship with Him way, way more than makes up for any so-called losses down here.
My earlier New Year's resolutions post was here.
Oh, and you may want to check out my last post again, for I added some forgotten things this morning. (Guess I'd better up the memory-enhancing vitamins, huh?)
"Am I now trying to win the approval of men, or of God? Or am I trying to please men? If I were still trying to please men, I would not be a servant of Christ." ... Galations 1:10
Oh, and I am really, really in the mood to find some nice (morally decent) humorous books to read this year, especially books about growing up in funny families or raising funny families or -- Anyone have any suggestions? I already know of Betty MacDonald (what I'm *most* looking for are books like Anybody Can Do Anything and The Plague and I. Good luck to me, right?) and Erma Bombeck and Shirley Jackson and Kim recommended Gerald Durrell (and I ordered one of his), but I'd like to branch out a bit. Thanks!