On this December 31 I do indeed have a list of goals for the year, but unlike past ones it's much smaller, much more reasonable, and (dare I say) doable. Many of them focus on process, rather than result. Let's get control of the overly unenthusiastic eating and if those pants fit by the end of the year, bonus time! Let's work methodically on decluttering this house, a small chunk at a time, and if it all gets done by the end of the year, bonus time! You get the idea. This also applies to my goals for writing and organizing and exercising.
I'm not sure why I made the shift this year. I think it's partly due to that damn shoulder injury from February. It will be 11 months tomorrow since I took the fall heard round the world. Thanks to the cursed frozen shoulder that developed, I'm still trying to get full range of motion back. The ring and pinky fingers on my left hand still tingle or hurt or are numb (they rotate through the symptoms in the course of a week or so and start from the beginning). The pinky also doesn't work too well, so forgive any typos I miss involving keys like a, q, or z. Or if I SUDDENLY BREAK INTO ALL CAPS, you can blame the fact that I hit the caps lock instead of shift...again. Don't get me wrong, I'm seriously grateful to have this much function back. When that arm was just dangling and completely useless and I couldn't even wiggle my fingers, I would have been thrilled to be in the position I am now. If it doesn't get any better than this I'll be fine. (And I really do wonder if I did permanent nerve damage that will leave my fingers feeling funky for the rest of my life.) It's just that the injury, coming so early in the year and screwing up so much of my functionality as a human being, totally consumed my year. Way too many hours were spent in physical therapy and doing home exercises and stretching with that dreaded pulley and taking magnesium baths. All my goals went bye-bye and by December I was just happy the arm worked well enough for me to put up the Christmas decorations.
|Frank in his youth.|
So, I have my list of things I hope to accomplish in 2014. A year from now I'd like to see them all checked off as done. On the other hand, if the house is still a little messy, my pants are a couple sizes bigger than I'd like, and the only writing I've done is the occasional blog post, but many hours were spent on dog walks, van rides, McDonald's hamburgers, and cuddle time, I'll call it a successful year.
Hoping 2014 brings you all your heart's desires.