Resolve To Be
This is in no way to discredit the act of making resolutions. I think that they are a wonderful way to check your self and set an intention. I do however have this theory that resolutions are made because of the guilt we feel for using the holiday season as an excuse to over do everything. Over eating, over spending, over all of it. This is not always the case I know but speaking from personal experience my resolution has generally been directly linked to my actions from the previous 3 months. I can usually pinpoint my resolutions to an exact moment over the holidays and I am pretty sure this is just setting myself up for failure.
Last years resolution was Pecan Pie. This one took me a year to fail (woo! way to hang in there). Now I am going to go right ahead and say that I can bake. It is something I do well, especially when it comes to pies. The moment I decided on this resolution will be a thorn in my side for the rest of my life. It was my first time hosting Thanksgiving dinner and boy did I have something to prove to my future-mother-in-law.
I know its a little cliche to blame your shortcomings on your parents but none of this would have happened if it wasn't for my dad. I asked him if he would like anything in particular for dinner and his reply was a sac full of fresh pecans right off the tree. HE wanted home made pecan pie and by home made I mean it took me almost 3 hours to crack enough pecans for 2 pies. I thought this was a nice touch. It made Thanksgiving some how more special because it was my first one with both of our family together and now I had a chance to show off a little bit.
I prepped everything the night before and that morning I was bright eyed and bushy tailed. The turkey, all the sides, some other random desserts, all moving perfectly in time with the schedule I had laied out for myself. Everything finishing to perfection as our families started showing up. The ooohhhh's and aaahhhh's of the day wrapped around my ego like silk.
And then dessert. For a good few moments the complements flowed and my head expanded and I reveled in how impressed everyone was. Until I saw my boyfriends mom spit something into a napkin. "It was very good until I got that piece of shell" I was mortified! everyone else had perfect pie why did it have to be hers! I died a little inside and even though I flat out nailed the rest of the food, it ruined my Thanksgiving. I resolved right then that I was going to perfect the pecan pie! And it was going to make me famous! And there would be books written about it!
I made it 11 months making the best pies in the world. I had to take other peoples words on it though because the first two months I had put myself on a strict diet to fit into a bridesmaid dress (see previous post) and after that I was so sick of seeing them that I didn't want to eat them. Each one better then the last everything beautiful. Thanksgiving came back around and bam! Piece of shell in her pie. On the bright side we do not have to bring food to family gatherings any more.
This is all because I made a petty resolution. So weather your resolution is a continuous long term goal, a motivation action, or because of something that happened over the holidays, make sure your resolutions are coming from a place of good. If you want to save money, save money. If you want to get healthy, get healthy. Just remember to check your self and set an intention. I did not make a resolution this year but I have been curious about what other people have come up with. The best one I have heard so far was actually a quote from Mother Teresa adapted into a resolution: to do small things with great love.