Happy 2013

I'm so glad 2013 is finally here.  A fresh start and a new beginning is always welcome.  I also happy because the world didn't end.  I have babies to raise. The world has a long time before it can end.
So now it's time to be thankful for the events in 2012.  I am thankful for:

• The good health and spirits of my family and friends


• My fantastic, wonderful, yet sometimes crazy job


• My health 


• Finally becoming a two income household


• Being able to see my parents


• My middle brother returning from Afghanistan safely


• The Seahawks kicking some ass


• My girls for always being there for me even though I'm not as good at responding to text messages

This year there are things I would like to accomplish.  With every new year brings a retrospective look at one's self.  Here are the things I would like to work on during 2013:

• Keeping my home more organized.  This is especially hard for me I have five kids and work full time.  I don't know if I'm coming or going half the time.


• Read more.  I really would like to read more. To start my 2013 reading list I have The Power of Habits, Why We Are Fat, and Simple Abundance.


• Get outside and walk more.  I did so good over the summer with this.  I miss my 3 mile walk during my lunch breaks.  I didn't lose a ton of weight if any.  But I felt better, I slept better, I ate better.  I am not the gym type.  I can't walk inside a building around 10 to 20 other people.  I love to walk outside to smell the fresh air and feel the wind on my face.  


• Blog more.  I said this last year, but I definitely want to be more consistent at it this year.


• Stop Pouting.  This is a big one for me.  If I get my feelings hurt, I pout.  If I'm angry, I pout.  If I'm sad, I pout.  If I'm PMSing, I pout.  You get the picture.  It's way easier for me to pout for a while and then think about a situation after I've calmed down.   The positive thing about pouting is that I don't say many things I'll regret.  Because I don't say anything at all, I just pout.   But as I have been gently and not so gently reminded, I am not 12.  


• And many many more I can't think of right now.

This year is the second New Year's Eve we have spent cuddled up in bed watching the fireworks.  I always think it would be cool to go down to the Space Needle to see them.  But this was the best New Year's Eve for the second year in a row.



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