Ultimate Blog Challange! (Say that with an echo)
Which means I
The natural thing is to make look back on 2015 and pat myself on the back for all the things I accomplished.
So here it goes.
Yeah, I got nothing.
I didn't become a best selling author with the next HarryPotter/Hungergames/Divergent series.
No handsome European man swept me off my feet.
I didn't fit into the bikini that I never wore as a teenager which I could have but thought back then I was too fat for.
For some reason that sentence just looks wrong, but I'm not changing it.
I didn't move to the ocean where the weather is temperate all year round, cherry blossoms bloom in December, and you don't have to wear seven layers of clothes to stop shivering.
You would think with all my shivering the pounds would shake right off.
As I write this, I'm sitting in my basement office in my pajamas, shivering, with the nagger in my brain telling me to get off the computer and clean up my room.
But I'm fifty three years old and I have seven children (six of them grown) and six grandchildren, and I don't want to clean up my room.
So I guess I should write
Except I don't want to. It's too scary. It means I either commit or look like a total loser.
Because you see, if I don't write goals, then everything that I accomplish is a surprise.
If I write goals, then they stare at me at the end of the year as testaments to how I have failed. I know this. I've done it before. Every single year.
So maybe I'll just keep them privately in my head where no one else can laugh at them.
Except, didn't I just announce a goal at the top of this post?
******As part of this challenge I'm required to read two blog posts from other bloggers in the group. I have decided out of the goodness of my heart because that is the kind of person that I am (stop rolling your eyes and gagging) that I will post the links to the two blogs I have read so that you can read them too.
Writer In a Wheelchair: Not Exactly the Start I Wanted
Amy's Adventures: Doing a New Thing