As a society, we have a tendency to mock the mainstream, be it Taylor Swift, Uggs, Gilmore Girls, and of course… New Years Resolutions. Personally, I care so little about whether or not I’m considered “basic”, that I had to Google “things basic girls like” to construct the previous sentence. I admit, without shame, that I can rock out to some T Swift, relish the few days when the weather’s cold enough for Uggs, and am currently on season 4 of my big GG rewatch, but I must say that I love New Year’s.
For many, New Year’s is the consolation to the holiday season. The presents have been unwrapped, the food has been eaten, the decorations are coming down, so here’s one last hurrah.
For me? New Year’s is a celebration all in itself. I get to reflect on the last year and assess all I’ve been through and all I’ve accomplished. Essentially, I get to grade myself and if you followed this blog when I was a grad student, you’ll recall that grades have always been one of my favorite things. I’m proud of 2017 Belle, because in 2017, I achieved a lot. In fact, it seems lazy to call 2017 transitional, because it’s just so darn accurate. In 2017, I…
- started a new job
- moved to a new city and said goodbye to my single girl apartment
- planned a wedding
- got married
- moved in with a boy
- went on my honeymoon
- worked at three different libraries through my system’s grassroots restructuring
- changed job titles
- saw my best friend get married
- moved on from unhealthy friendships
- reconnected with old friends
- ended my relationship with social media
Zetus lapetus, y’all, 2017 was exhausting. In hindsight, the year was good to me, but it was intensely stressful all the time. If I was shocked by what a disgusting boy Jake can be, he had to have been shocked by what a total basket case I could be.
2017 in a gif
2017 was a time for change, but New Year’s doesn’t just offer the opportunity to look back. It gives me the chance to look forward, to plan. If there’s anything I like more than grading myself, it’s planning. The aspect of New Year’s that has the rest of society rolling their eyes, is what I love best. I love the positivity that comes with a new year. I love the fact that we change a single digit and the world is full of hope. I get to realign my ambitions, who I want to be and what I want to achieve. Sure, I can do that any time of year, but there’s something about the first of January that wipes the slate clean. We can all start over with a new marker for our success and we can do it together. There’s a sense of community in the new year, a fellowship of people ready and willing to encourage each other to do their best. How can I not love that?!?!
Where 2017 was transitional and life altering, I aim for 2018 to be settled and comfortable. In 2018, I hope to:
- swear less
- buy a home
- save for a car
- use my time for things I truly enjoy
- read more
- lose weight
I also have more abstract aspirations, such as being:
- physically healthy, by exercising more consistently and eating right
- emotionally healthy, by managing stress better and building up my healthier friendships
- a good friend, through genuine kindness, affection, and follow-through
- a good wife, offering my support and love and making the most of our time together, while it’s just the two of us
- a good daughter and granddaughter, by initiating more contact
- a good Catholic, by going to Mass and practicing what’s preached
I know there are a lot of curmudgeons out there, scoffing at the New Year and everyone’s resolutions, declaring these things will never happen, but I can honestly say that I accomplished more in 2017 than I thought I would on January 1st, so I have every confidence that I can do the same in 2018. At the very least, there’s hope and effort. So here’s to 2018, a hopefully less exciting year than 2017!