If I’m being completely honest, the truth is that I’m tired of giving things up. In January this seemed like such a great idea – only having to keep a resolution for 30 days. But now, four months through it, I’m realizing that I’m giving up things too large for typical resolutions, and it’s a lot of work. Shopping, Facebook, sugar, junk food…all the things I’ve resolved to go without have been the right things, and I truly am better for choosing to be free of them for a month. But as I sit here typing this, on the precipice of a new resolution, I really just want to quit. Give up. Reassure myself that four months is a valiant effort and to be proud of what I have done and that it’s okay to say enough is enough. Which is exactly why I’m not quitting. Why I’m not done...
April | A Month Without
March was…..an incredible month. For so many reasons. It was incredibly and remarkably difficult to give up sugar, you guys. I’m not going to lie, it freaking sucked! I like sweets. A lot, actually. And in the interest of honesty and full disclosure, I didn’t make it the entire month. But not for the reasons you might think. I stopped giving up sugar on Sunday, March 24th, as I headed to Denver on my way to a photography workshop. I knew part of the take-away from it would be the experience itself and I didn’t want to go into it with this giant “NO!” staring me in the face if I was presented with any sort of candy or dessert. I didn’t want to not experience everything about this workshop. So I decided my Month Without could fall by the wayside for three days. But then something happened. In the...
february | a month without
I gave up shopping in January – my first Month Without – and I failed. No. Really. I mean it. Not just a little bit, either. Big, fat, loud, crashing, booming FAILED. I shopped. But I’m finding solace in the notion that the only thing worse than failing, is never trying in the first place. I got a new job – just after I made this resolution. Well, okay, it’s more of a responsiblity change at the cube farm, than it is a new job, but still – the change required a more professional wardrobe, which necessitated the purchase of a few staples. A pair of pointy-toed black pumps and a cocktail dress (That I found on super-double clearance for…wait for it….NINE DOLLARS!!!). So I didn’t blow it, in the strictest sense of the word, but still. I shopped. Which taught me that I’m no good at “making due.” I’m horrible at it really. I have the...
