The Year of Weird - A Short Review

Oh, 2105 - you weird year, you.
And I mean that. You had such opportunity and promise. Only to, well, not be awesome at all.

There have been some cool things this year, don't get me wrong, but this year did not go at all as I had hoped it would.
Though, that right there is the problem - how I hoped it would go. Not how I planned it to go, not how I made an effort for it to go, but how I hoped it would.
Well, apparently, things don't just turn out because you want them to (yes, I know this already, but (obviously) sometimes I need a reminder). And 2015, you have been that reminder.

I seriously had wanted so many things from this year.
And, to be honest, I really just fell of the bandwagon with all of it. I tried, for the first two months. And then, well, uh, I didn't any more. I had a rough time in February and just could not keep it together. And then I never really went back. Then we moved. Then I had more problems with my jaw, then I had problems with sleep...then...then...so...many...then's.

Lately, I've been "reflecting" on just how crappy this year has been, and then remember that it hasn't been all crap. But, I had such good intentions. Only to, well, intend and not do - but you can't have one without the other. I even had a fabulous word for the year to guide me with, and I didn't do any of it.

However, also lately, I've been doing some "embracing" - which totally was that word of the year.
Embracing the idea that things, for me, will not always go as planned. Embracing that there will be days (and who knows when they will be) that will be spent in bed (Wednesday and Thursday were some of them, after feeling pretty good on Tuesday, so it really is a matter of coming-and-going). Embracing that I just need to make time to do the things I want to do, and just need to actually be doing them (and sharing them in the appropriate places), and hoping that it's okay.
And, embracing myself, knowing that there is today, and there is tomorrow, but only worry about today. Yes, this totally means giving myself mental hugs.

2015, you've taught me some things. One, that goals don't mean squat unless you actually can keep to them for more than a month. Two, that there will be things that kick you back on your rear and set you back paces and paces. Three, that success is not the same for everyone. And four, that my goals and progress will not look like anyone else's.
And all of that was good to learn.

But, that leaves room for 2016...and speaking of...
Dear 2016, you will be...whatever you turn out to be. 

I will work on what I want to, when I want to. I will put energy into this blog (and YouTube, as I was supposed to this year!). I will put energy into journaling. Energy into arting (even if that just means splashing some watercolor on a page, because it's fun). Energy into knitting. Into playing video games. Into cleaning the house. Into teaching the dog that it's not okay to get on the couch after we come in from a walk and he's soaking wet. Energy into learning new things.
2016 will be the year of MORE.
Which, really, if we're basing the "more" off of 2015, that is a pretty low threshold of achievement to, well, achieve. So I've high hopes. The best part is, I'm already working on it. I have been for the past few weeks. And so far so good. yes, there have been bed days and naps and putting off tasks because of random pains and aches. But it also has meant that I've not went a week these past two months or so without vacuuming in some manner. It means that I've been keeping up with my December Daily. It means that I've been trying to make sure that my writings here haven't been left for the wayside, and that I'm trying very much so to keep myself accountable for things versus saying "eh, I can do it tomorrow" only to never get to it.

2015, I will not be sad to see you go.
2016, please be better. I'll try, I promise.

Have you thought of any goals for the new year? Are you pleased with how your 2015 has turned out?

~Havok