In 2017 my husband and I turned a corner in our emotional maturity. Granted, we have always been “old souls” intellectually. But like everyone else, we have our share of emotional baggage that has, on occasion, driven our consumption decisions. This particular corner came down to not equating stuff with a life of richness.
It’s now February and I am just barely getting to articulating my Intentional Year. I didn’t do it after Christmas. I didn’t start Jan 1 or even Jan 7, 15, or 31 with my intentions, resolutions, or any of it.
If you were on your game at the turn of the calendar page, Bravo! You are probably in one of two camps by now: 1. You’re killing it with your goals for 2017, or 2. You are rapidly throwing in the towel(s) on any or all of your resolutions.
For me, I missed the boat, missed the New Year’s Day magic-start-of-every-goal thing. I felt like a massive failure and I actually GAVE UP.