This is the inside scoop. I don’t have any
written in stone, time-focused twenty-twenty resolutions because I do not want
to have any evidence of my lack of focus and incompetence in various activities
of daily living. I have my goals somewhere locked away and I drag out one at a
time...then BANG! Resolution achieved! In 2018, I made a few goals for myself
which I’m still dragging along to date. Let me see how far I have come.
- Don't be afraid to love yourself. This has not come easy but I no
longer let the number on the weighing scale determine my mood and how to understand myself. I still work out and my aim is for resilience. As long as I can run without wheezing like a Chewbacca and lift heavy effortlessly…I’m good. I have learned that muscle soreness will forever be a part of me as a bottom itch…not too intense to ruin your day but forever
there.
- Don’t be afraid to learn a new
skill. I taught
myself how to ride a bicycle in 7 days. Hail unto me! Of course, I have
ended up in bushes more than necessary but I can go a mile without
complaining for a baby learner. Saddle soreness is a real demon and it
makes me walk like a frog because my thunder thighs are always in the way to my success. I need to do more squats. I’m learning yoga too just for the flexibility fun. It hurts. I can stand on my head for a second before
I start seeing stars. I’m almost making a split.
- Don’t be afraid to make new
friends. I think
that I have excelled most in this department because modern problems need
modern weapons. Like one time I pounced on a girl I found at the shop
because it was my goal for that day to attack people and forced my friend-requests on them. She has since accepted me as a permanent thing in her life.
- Don’t be afraid to show emotion. I’m still learning this because
accepting to be vulnerable is not a quality of mine. I’m an
emotion-chameleon. As soon as one sees yellow, I immediately turn to green or red and black because I don’t like feeling pink.
- Don’t be afraid to date. This is one struggle of mine. I
am socially awkward. Whenever I have to meet potential people, I put on a
personality suit for the day which is exhausting. The real me doesn’t like outings. She likes quiet travel, art, crochet, writing, deep thoughts and
secrets. That man will have to find me under my bed to know the real me.
Online dating is not my cup of tea. I have lazy fingers so I hate texting.
There are so many weird people out there on all apps and sites. I don’t
have time to play sieving-apparatus. I’m going to die alone! Amadioha
forbid!
There are several things I have tried to
organize in my life. Some small like eating more vegetables and drinking water.
And, some big like I stopped living in a hurry. I take time to appreciate
moments in life. Also, I have accepted that I have reached that age where I
need to depend on supplements to survive. All bottom itches are intense.
There’s no in-between.
Till next time
~Evelyn Nec
