I’m no good at New Year’s resolutions.
Oh, I always start out with the best of intentions. Like everyone else, I make a list of all the ways I’m going to Live Fuller, Eat Healthier, and Be A Better Person this year. And, like most people, I’ve already given up by the end of the first week.
Why do I do this to myself?
Resolutions give me an excuse to Not Care during the holiday season . . . “I’ll fix my diet once all the Christmas cookies are gone,” or, “I’ll get back to writing once I’m done with all the shopping and caroling and family-get-togethering.”
In other words, I trick myself into procrastinating because I think it will be easier to start a new habit at the start of a new year. Thing is, it’s never easy to break the habit of procrastination. Especially when I make matters worse by setting unrealistic goals that are oh so tempting to put off Until Next Year.
But I had a thought yesterday . . .
What if I treated every day like January 1st?
Because each day I have to make a choice . . . to face my goals or to keep procrastinating them. January 1st is the day my resolve is strongest, the day I’m most committed to do the work. The day I’m most likely to make the choice that isn’t easy, but that will be most satisfying in the long run.
Is there some way I can convince myself that each day is a new year?