May 2022 be a little quieter...
Jan 01, 2022 1:00 pm
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It's time for that super corny tradition of picking your word of the year.
I know, I know. It's overdone. But I don't even care! And your girl loves self-development stuff like it's nobody's business.
(To be clear, it's really nobody's business but my own, even though I guess I'm making it yours too.)
For the record, I love New Year's resolutions. And I wrote about it on the blog this past week. You can check out the post here.
I think I'm going to stick to one New Year's resolution this year, and then a few goals that will build off previous resolutions and habits I've been cultivating for the past few years.
I'm going to keep the goals close to the chest for now. They're still nebulous, but also, I may or may not have a few Trapper Keepers devoted to planning them all out, creating timelines, and breaking them down into manageable tasks.
(This email is your permission slip to go buy some super fun office supplies to help you better achieve your goals this year. Also, this email is your permission slip to not need permission slips to buy super fun office supplies whenever you want.)
So, without further ado, here's the details on my 2022.
My word of the year: Quiet
My resolution for 2022: Get out of unnecessary communities.
Lemme 'splain.
This past year was weird. We were still mostly locked down, but also not? And it was like everyone came back to events and parties with gusto. I don't blame folks. The one movie I went to see this summer before everything started to look bleak again was amazing. And the few times I went to a restaurant? TO DIE FOR.
(Take out food is fine, but there's something to be said about sitting at a table that someone else has to clean up while bringing you a new beer every time you ask for one.)
But in all of that, I felt really frantic and off and burnt out. Granted, I don't think there's a single soul that doesn't feel this way right now. But I'm taking it as a sign that after that hot girl summer, it's time for some quiet. Hot girl quiet time of contemplation doesn't quite have the same ring to it, but I'll workshop it later.
And that brings me to unnecessary communities. I'm in way too many Facebook groups and I'm friends with way too many people on that silly little platform. I also hate how every social media has direct messages, but you can't ever turn them off.
It isn't to say that I don't value communication. I just don't think people need 8 billion ways to communicate with me. Email works, and I can actually organize it. Texts and DMs get so, so lost. And if you didn't know, I'm one of those sociopaths that has no notifications on their phone. So, like, I never see messages unless I happen to open the apps, and well. I don't do that a lot lately.
And at the end of the day, I've questioned myself too much these past few years based on comments and such that I've seen on social media and in online groups. I need some time to sit back and figure out what I think and why I think the way I do without the distraction of someone else's unsolicited advice.
I'll still be around and on social media, but I won't necessarily be spending a lot of time there. And I'll be leaving some groups I'm in, and maybe getting rid of apps that no longer serve me. I'm not sure what this will look like, but I'm excited to get a little more quiet by limiting the voices that I hear.
And if you feel like it's already January 1, and it's too late to make any resolutions because the year has already started, just know that I'm a fan of reinventing yourself whenever you feel like it. You get as many fresh starts as you need or want.
So make a resolution in June. Throw out all your old clothes and create a new wardrobe. Change your name. Cut your bangs. Burn every bridge to your old self and finally become the person you've always wanted to be.
Yeah. There are consequences. But they never seem to be worse than being stuck in a life that you don't enjoy.
Happy New Year, gang. But before I let you go, check out these books.
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Marisa
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