Because February is the new January, haven't you heard?!
But first.... a look at last year. (eek.)
Last years' goals for 2021 were beautiful to make- but were unable to be accomplished, in many cases, due to the overwhelming nature of the unforeseen events that took place. In some ways, I succeeded. In many ways, I failed miserably.
The Lord was gracious and kind to us, allowing us to meet our financial obligations, which were many and overwhelming. He even provided superficial kindnesses like beautiful couches off of craigslist (making our living room look more 'put together' than it ever has, a kitchen aid mixer, a working washing machine and a repairable sewing machine.
Rather than MAKE a handmade Christmas gift every month of the year, very early on I changed that goal to "checking off one gift" each month. Some were handmade, some were store bought... but either way it was very helpful. It was a real blessing to have that much of a head start come December, particularly given how crazy my autumn was.
One goal was to have families over once a month for intentional game nights. We did host quite a few families over for game nights- especially the first half of the year- but this did not happen throughout the year. We did consistently have families over each month for fellowship, worship or fun- and sometimes even with games- but not with the express purpose of playing games. I discovered that hospitality is not a thing that we need practice on or to make time for... we are doing it pretty constantly throughout the year. It runs in and through our veins.
I barely squeaked by painting the living room- the week before New Years. And yes- I painted it white. (BORING!) But it saved time, taping and a trip uptown. (I do regret it though and wish I had gone with color.)
Pretty much everything felt like abject failure. And that is how THAT went.
So what about 2022?
This is going to sound very selfish and vain but I promise it is not coming from a place of vanity or selfishness.
This year I need to focus on ME.
I have been trying to ignore some serious health issues for the last two years- because doctors never gave me answers when I went, I paid lots of money to doctors who did not give me answers, and then Covid made everything about doctors' offices and appointments downright unpleasant. My back, spine, and joints make life very unpleasant most days.
I have ballooned to my highest weight (while pregnant even). I can't seem to lose it- even though I am actually trying to be low carb, cut out sugars and grains, etc.
My hair is falling out of my head. When I put it in a ponytail- the ponytail is now the diameter of a PENCIL.
I have other issues that you don't need/want to know about.
Point is: something is amiss. And I really need to stop ignoring it just because it is unpleasant to think about/do something about.
I would like to be able to function in a way that my lifestyle requires. I would like to be healthy. I would like to be playful and fun for my children. I would like to be the workhorse I always have been. I would like to feel my age...not eighty. I would like to figure out what is wrong with me so that I can correct it to do all the above. In a nutshell: I would like to use my body for God's glory...and I can't right now.
Also- I would like to have hair. (Okay, okay. This may be sheer vanity.)
So this year I am going to focus on myself.
I am going to do hard things.
Like go to doctor appointments.
Research and take needed vitamins.
Experiment with dietary changes that might eventually impact my weight. (WHY CAN'T THERE BE A MAGIC PILL!?!)
Pray for healing and answers...and attempt to fix whatever has gotten me to this awful place.
Not any easy list to check off- but I hope by next year, my body will be improved.
It is the ONE thing I really, really hope to accomplish in 2022.