Every January 1st, I wake up early – or stay up really late- and ponder the old year and the new year together. What have I accomplished? What will I accomplish one year from now?
I don’t usually set myself goals but I do make a mental list of what I’d like to accomplish. Last year at this time started a successful spending ban on January 1, 2016.
This year I had no particular plan to write down a set of goals. They don’t always work for me. I know it’s not the goal’s fault, it is my fault for not sticking with it. For not ensuring daily systems were put in place so I could forge a new habit that would make my goals successful.
I got depressed when I thought about making a list of goals for the year. They’re just a bunch of words lined up in a to-do style, on a piece of paper that will get lost within a week.