I didn't want to do a blog about what resolutions I was making for myself, mostly because then I would have to hold myself accountable for failing at them, which is no fun and not particularly great for the whole anxiety issue. However, as I have spectacularly given up on a few or just failed to launch with them, I figured an honest blog about doing just that was in order.
After all, who among us manage to really stick t our New Year resolutions anyway? All that 'New Year new me' stuff gets old after week two when you're trying to diet but you still have mince pies and Christmas biscuits to eat. So with that in mind, here's what I thought I could actually deal with in 2018 and exactly how it turns out that that was a lie I was telling myself.
I'll take my makeup off every night before bed...
Yes, I know that as someone who blogs about beauty and who has suffered with acne, I should know how important it is to take my makeup off before bed. I have loads of makeup removal options that make it as easy as it could be and I always say to myself that I'll wash my face well before bed.
However, I also have a Netflix account, Sky Movies and a huge selection of books. All of these are a lot more interesting than makeup removal. If it's a toss up between finishing an episode of It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia or sticking with a skincare routine, can you guess which option I'm going to pick?
I'll fill my car up before Monday morning...
However, filling up on a Friday night is terrible as the petrol station is always A: busy and B: full of awful people. I don't know what it is about 6pm on a Friday that just makes people become terrible human beings, but it happens and I will avoid dealing with it all all costs.
That leaves Sunday afternoon (because let's face it, I'm not going anywhere on Sunday morning). Sunday's are for PJs. It's generally found upon if you go to the petrol station in your PJs, therefore, I don't go to the petrol station. I guess I'm stuck with Monday morning madness.
Frozen pizza won't be my go-to lazy meal...
This resolution didn't stand a chance. It really didn't.
I'll keep on top of house work...
On the plus side, the husband can be just as bad as me so I don't feel too terrible about the lack of joy I get from vacuuming. Although, he has just had a huge clear out of stuff, so I'm starting to get worried that he might bring this resolution up soon and I may be expected to actually do something about it.
I'll try more gin...
So basically, I've found that the key to actually succeeding at sticking with a New Year resolution is to choose something you actually want to do/were definitely going to do anyway. That way, you can say it's a resolution and you can be proud of yourself when you succeed at it. Plus, what's the point in starting a new year off miserable?