Goals goals goals
So I’ve been reading some self help books lately and they have me convinced that I can do whatever I put my mind to! The problem is.. what do I want? I don’t know. As a woman, I have the never ending quest for beauty and perfection, but that one is getting a little old. Sure, I can always strive to be healthier and happier and have better hair and better clothes. But what do I really want to accomplish? When you’re in school, your goal is to graduate, get a good job. Then you keep trying for better jobs and better salaries. And then you reach your 30s… I have the job I want. I’m most likely not going to get paid better if I go to a different company (if I could even find a similar job at a different company). I’ve traveled fairly extensively… would like to travel more, but there isn’t really anywhere I’m dying to go. Even Africa is sort of losing its appeal. I’ve done some daring things, gotten over some fears. I’m by no means perfect, but it seems that I just don’t have any huge things I want to accomplish.
And then it occurred to me… oh yeah.. I was going to write a book! I think I’ve written this same exact post about a dozen times. How could I have this life long goal that I keep forgetting about. Did I smoke too much pot as a youth? Is the memory going already? And then I really start to overanalyze things and think, if I did write a book, then I’d have absolutely nothing to strive for. Then it would all be pointless. Should I just start picking goals randomly. Shouldn’t I be more ambitious and want to be president or something? But anyway. Ok, repetitious pep talk coming up.
I am going to write a book, starting tonight. I have an idea, which I won’t share, because all writers know that to share it is to lose it. I think I’ve chosen something that fits my personality, is something I think about a lot, and can be really funny. I won’t worry about whether it will sell or any of that stuff. I am just going to write it. Every day until it is done.
So, yes, I do believe that anyone can do pretty much what they set their mind to. The trick is to just keep doing it every day. That’s why I did yoga last night, and I’m running tonight, even though I have a stomach ache and my lungs are burning already.
Anyway, speaking of traveling, I also decided that I need to plan a vacation. For me, planning it is just as much fun as actually doing it (some times even more so). And the further ahead you plan it, the more time you can spend looking forward to it! Anticipation is just one of my favorite things. I don’t want to spend a ton of money, and I don’t want to go far, far away, but I want to go somewhere I’ve never been before. I think I’ll plan it for January/February because it’s never too early to plan a winter vacation. My first thought was Bermuda, but I think maybe it’s not super warm there in winter. Plus it’s very expensive. But it sounds impressive. My second thought was Grand Cayman. I have heard nothing but good things about this island. I think it’s expensive too, but frankly, I’m willing to splurge on a really great hotel, but not willing to spend a lot on airfare. After all, flying is a total nightmare so why do I want to splurge on that? I need to talk to J and see what he thinks. I’ve also always wanted to go to Jamaica, though maybe I’ve outgrown that and just haven’t realized it yet
