How are you doing with your resolutions, guys?
Not to make you feel bad or anything, but I’m totally kicking some 2013 resolution butt. You see, for the first time in forever I’ve managed to keep every single one of my resolutions so far.
Yep. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE.
It helps that I only have one resolution this year.
But it’s a good one.
You see, I’m focusing on quality not quantity this year. Which is totally unlike me as I’m usually a quantity kind of girl. Maybe you’ve noticed?Like, last year I had thirty-six resolutions.
Even I realize that’s totally ridiculous.
And do you know how many of those resolutions I managed to accomplish last year?
That resolution was to sign up for and complete a 10K race. Granted, that 10K race happened to be on top of the Great Wall of China. So I feel that should count for like five or six resolutions, right?
So I decided this year I would be a tad bit more reasonable with myself and my resolutions and go with only one. Because, if last year is any indication, one resolution per year is all that can really be expected of me.
And this year’s resolution?
It goes something like this:
Do more of what makes me happy.
Best resolution ever, right?
And, if I were a normal person, I would have just left it at that.
I think we all know where I’m going with this.
(Hint: I am not a normal person.)
Instead, I made up a big long list of stuff that makes me happy. Because one of the things that makes me happy is to make up big long lists.
And, you guys, I’ve already checked five things off that list in the past two weeks. Only forty-nine more things to go! (I wish I were joking. I am not.)
Five Things That Have Made Me Happy in the First Two Weeks of 2013
1. TravelingI’ve never done any hardcore drugs because, you guys, that stuff is scary. There’s a reason this blog is named what it is.
But I imagine the feeling I get when I’m taking a trip is similar to the one addicts get when they, well, take a trip.
I get all jittery and excited.
I can’t sleep
And I walk around with a big smile on my face. Which probably makes people suspect I recently joined a cult. But usually ensures that no one sits next to me in the train station.It didn’t even matter that I wasn’t going any place exotic or far-flung during my recent trip.
In fact, out of the three places I visited, Durham was the most exotic location for me, as I’ve lived in Washington, DC and New York City before.
And, while, North Carolina may not sound particularly exotic, I assure you it was like a totally different country. I mean, they had chicken and waffles and lemurs and something called drive-through prayer service.
2. Hanging out with old friendsAren’t old friends the best?
I mean, sure, new friends are awesome, too.
But there’s something to be said for being able to hang out with people who knew you back when you used to write angry feminist poetry and had hair like this:
And they have yet to blackmail you because of it. (Granted my friends wouldn’t get very far with blackmailing me. As it’s already like I blackmail myself on a regular basis on this blog.)The main reason why I took my trip was to visit some old friends — some from college and a few from my Japan days.
Including my freshman-year roommate, who lives in Maryland and has a fancy grown-up job and fancy grown-up house and a fancy grown-up family.
But that didn’t stop her from busting into my room at two o’clock in the morning on New Year’s after I’d gone to sleep before everyone else. And then she started jumping up and down on my bed screaming, “Happy New Year! Now get back up and drink!” while I screamed back at her, “Leave me alone! I hate you! ”
Ahh, just like freshman year all over again.
3. Eating delicious foodI know I should probably resolve to go on a diet and lose all the cheese and cupcake pounds that I’ve gained since returning to the States.
But the last time I went on a diet, I was the most miserable person alive. I didn’t eat any carbs or sugar or drink any alcohol for three months. And I became one of those people who eat fruit for dessert.
I mean, sure, I lost twenty pounds, got super glowy skin and had visible arm muscles for all of twenty minutes.
But FRUIT FOR DESSERT?
We’re not doing that again.Instead, this year I want to focus on eating more vegetables and healthy stuff and working out more because fitting into my pants makes me happy.
But, also, I’m not going to totally restrict myself because delicious foods also really make me happy.
And, let’s just say I ate a whole lot of happy during this trip.
4. Going on long, wandery walksMy favorite way to explore a city is on foot.
Sure, I could take public transportation and, actually, you know get to places before they close. And, not get lost and give myself a million blisters. But where’s the fun in that?
Besides, I’d miss the sky doing all kinds of funky stuff like this:
And walking a billion miles gives you a good excuse to eat pie.
Not that you really need an excuse to eat pie.
But still.I spent most of my time in Washington, DC, taking long, wandery walks through the old neighborhoods where I used to work and live and hang out.
And then when I arrived in New York City, I walked all the way from Midtown to Brooklyn. While suffering from a head cold. And wearing boots that were really not exactly made to walk across Manhattan.
But, hey, I got to see a whole bunch of stuff I would have missed if I’d taken the subway.
Like this big huge rat:
And all the locks of love hanging off of the Brooklyn Bridge:
And it totally gave me a good excuse to eat this big huge pile of fried calamari for lunch.
Not that I really needed an excuse to do that.
5. Coming HomeI love traveling.
I really do.
But I also really, really love returning home.
Especially when I’m suffering a head cold and I have a million boot-walking blisters on my feet and I spent twelve hours on a train next to a woman who was alternatively hacking up phlegm and eating tuna salad out of a huge Tupperware container.
It may not be as exotic as China or Japan or even, say, North Carolina, but, being home has its perks — like pajama-pants couch parties with this rock star right here:the nominations for the 2013 Bloggies are officially open! As you may recall I won the 2012 Bloggie for Best Asian Weblog last year. I can’t even imagine winning a Bloggie again, but if you’d like to nominate this here blog for a category you think it might fit, I will totally not stop you. Sadly there are no categories for the Best Blogs about Living in Barns. But feel free to be creative.