The Good, The Bad, And The Chubby

     It's raining in December. Christmas is less than 2 weeks away, and all I can see for miles is mud. Perhaps this is just typical Western PA weather, or perhaps this is Mother Nature's silly way of reminding me that I should have moved to the coast when I had the chance (which coast? Any coast.). Rainy or not, it's this time of year that I often reflect on the past 12 months and begin making resolutions for the upcoming year. Unfortunately, this is also the time where I catch myself lying through my teeth in order to make myself feel better about last year's un-met resolutions. Therefore, in order to keep the honesty scale at a 10, I have decided to log these goals for all to see on the internet. (Awesome idea, Shivonne.... global failure is sooo much more appealing than local failure.)
     So, let the reflections begin! Currently, I find myself "slightly heavier" than I was last December (ok, honestly my hourglass is starting to look like a magic 8 ball), unemployed (at least there are no more 14 hour shifts to hold me back from my eating), babyless (come on, ovaries, you can do it!), and to top it all off, I'm going to he 30 on my next birthday. THIRTY!!!
     On the plus side, this unemployment thing has given me more time to get involved with my church (all 20 of us), I've been able to finish several home improvement projects recently (Lord, please don't let the house fall down), and I'm happily married (let's be honest, some days it's deliriously so, other days it's forcibly so....). All in all, I'm getting excited at what could be waiting for me just around life's corner. But while I'm waiting, I might as well work out a few bumps in the road, right? Ok, here goes nothing!

Goal #1: Lose weight (20 pounds should do the trick, but 25 would give me that comfortable 5-pound-flex to work with.....on second thought, better make it 30.)

Goal #2: Get a job (daylight hours, health insurance, paid time off, the works!)

Goal #3: Um, don't get fired from your awesome new job

Goal #4: Have a baby (hmmm, this could seriously work against goal #1....)

Goal #5: Don't turn 30 (I firmly plan to stay thirty minus one forever.... well, at least until March....sigh)

Goal #6: Do something absolutely incredible (Vague? Yes, but it's kind of exhilirating thinking of the possibilities that this goal could open! Or I might really be kicking myself next December 31st when I'm trying frantically to cure cancer or discover the formula that makes all fat-free food taste like the full-fat kind...)

     In the end, I think 6 goals is totally doable! Afterall, I am 29 years young and have nothing but time on my hands (wouldn't this be the worst blog ever if I can't pull this off?). And have no fear, this is not going to be a place to come and read about a crazy woman's unfortunate circumstances, complaints, and "blah, blah, blah" because there is nothing but possibility here! However, I do believe that there is no point in writing if you're going to hide behind a pile of lies, so here you are, friends! The good, the bad, and the chubby is yours for the reading. Besides, great stories aren't the ones that start out with the happy ending, but the ones where the heroine struggles a bit before rising to victory (ergh, or accomplishing 6 little goals...). So, here's to the past, the present, and to the future (well, at least until March).