Hello, Readers! Now that the rush of the holidays is behind us, we work on welcoming in a new year.
These next few days tend to be my calmer days of the year. It is time for me to take care of myself and tend to all the things that got pushed under the rug while I finished up the Christmas hustle and bustle. Things will be calmer and more relaxed as I work on setting my first round of goals for the new year.
I don’t do new years resolutions simply for the fact I never keep them. Like most, the first few weeks go great and then regular life kicks in and those resolutions go right out the door. So, I gave up on even setting them for myself.
Instead, I am working on writing up a string of goals to accomplish in the upcoming quarter. I am going to try that method once more. I’m terrible about keeping those as well…normally. However, I do have to admit that with as great as I’ve been doing at accomplishing things that I’m working on…barring December, of course. I knew that month would be extremely difficult for me. I went into that month a hot unorganized mess. It was a disaster.
It never ceases to amaze me on how I make it out of that month with all my hair still in tact. Much less, organized enough to accomplish any of my work. This year, though, the goal is to be a lot more organized throughout the year so that months like that don’t steam roll me.
I have to admit that month got pretty bad for me. Between family issues, the holidays, personal losses, stress….it hit me hard. I haven’t smoked in quite a few years nor do I normally even crave nor miss it. This holiday time almost drove me right back to it.
It has been so long since I’ve dreamed of smoking. Not in day dreaming and planning, but actual dreams of smoking. Or I’d get around family members that do smoke and I’d salivate. Countless times I almost asked for one.
It would be so easy and such a slippery path for me. One smoke would be a pack and then a carton and I’d be right back to where I was several years ago. There is no way that I’d be able to quit as easily as I did this last time. That is what kept me going. That is what I clung to each and every time I nearly fell back into the habit.
People who have never been addicted to something don’t understand how easily it can be to go back. I mean, they claim to know, but all it takes is a series of rough days and one day choosing not to keep on the clean path and it can reverse years of work.
So, I held tight. I clung to the knowledge that if I returned to smoking my brain and body would punish me for it. I’d struggle even harder to quit the next time. That was all I needed to remember not to even take a puff.
Lesson from this holiday season. Don’t try to bury the stress and pain. If your body needs a good cry, let yourself have it. Trust me, pushing it all down…so much worse for you. Have a good cleansing cry, reorganize yourself, and get back on track.
Do Not Let Your Days Steam Roll You!
Here is to a new year, new quarter goals, and kicking the next few months in the trash. I will own those. I have the first book ready for my editor, the second book is now beginning its read through and editing before going to a few betas. I have formatting for both books and a cover design for the second to be handling still.
That all being said, I’m so looking forward to falling back into my normal routine. I never realized how much I’d come to depend on it since August. Maybe, this will be the reminder of while I can get stressed on a schedule….off it I’m a hot mess.
Until next time, Lovelies, remember to L.O.L. (Live it, Own it, Love it) or it isn’t worth doing.