The First Monday of the Year

I have said before, I feel as though we are given 52 mini resets over the timespan of a year. We are provided this in the form of our Sunday nights that morph into our Monday mornings.

Today, marked the first Monday of 2021

and I feel on fire.

I rocked it out by managing my time wisely, had two cups of coffee so far for the day and started back to the grind of things. I had an amazing weekend and an amazing New Year’s Eve 😍

I truly reveled in the reset the last 12 days off from work and routine has provided for me. For me, the time off was mandatory for my sanity and to enjoy my three year old during the holidays. The time off though, no doubt, was well deserved as I hadn’t taken more than three days off all year from my job.

I am reminded of a line from a previous post I made in my back in October...

“I’m my father’s daughter. I rarely sit still. I have to be doing a project at all times and if it needs to get done, I get it it done. During my time in the military, that mentality remained the shame. You carry out through out the week/months, working hard and playing even harder. Which is why after the spontaneity the weekends tend to bring to life lately, I find myself craving routine come Sunday evening.”

Which is why the same can be said about a new year; I crave the reset. The change of the game and honestly, before you group or categorize me with that “it’s a new year new me thing”

Just don’t

Because it’s not that-It’s just bettering myself and owning up to all my bad habits, mistakes and regrets I made impulsively throughout the year and deciding which way I want to grow from them.

My one and only goal set for this year is to just be happy

I’ve been made strong for far too many of the years previously. I just want to be stone cold happy this year and enjoy all the simple mundane and worthwhile things and own them for the better sake of all those who know and love me.

To those who I’ve let down, made worry or been a pain in the ass to this previous year; I will do my best to be better. The beautiful thing is, I have 51 more mini resets to go this year and I intend to make the most of them all. Thank you to all of you for your support this past year.

And please, remember why I made this blog. My hope was for this was not to gain attention or pity, but to be honest and real for those who feel they are alone in all of life’s stresses. We are not in control of the cards given to us; we are simply required to play the hell out of the ones life dealt us. It’s never too late to improve your poker face and always, always, always take the risk even when it’s a bit scary, because it’s worth the payout in the end. I promise.

Love, Melissa