- Lose (more) weight. Clearly, gaining and birthing baby weight (and then some) in 2010 was not enough because, for Christmas, my sister bought me shirts in sizes so big, I don't even know what they are. I've vented to everyone who would listen in real life and on Twitter about this already. THEN, she followed it up with "they may be a little big, but maybe they'll shrink in the wash". As a woman, it's terribly insulting for someone to not only buy me clothes that are too big, but clothes that are many sizes too big. If my sister held up this shirt and thought, "Yes, that looks like Sara's size", then clearly it's time to change her image of me. As a sidebar, my husband said he will be buying only size small or extra-small from here on out.
- Get outside of my comfort zone. Translation: Leave the house with both children. Carter is old enough now that he needs to go places and experience things. It's so easy for us to stay home because it's easy, but in 2011, I want to flush easy. I don't necessarily want to trade it for impossible, but I do think the more we go and do, the more likely my kids will learn how to act in public. Or not. But, in any case, we're going places in 2011.
- Write more.
- Photograph more.
- Get control of my kitchen chaos/lack of storage hell. If you've seen it, you know what I'm talking about. Two decidedly NOT type-A's live in this house, ifyouknowwhatImean.
Two-Thousand Eleven; Resolution(s)
Since a new year is impending, I actually think I will make some promises for improvement. Normally I skip that part because I know I won't follow through, but maybe if I write them down for the entire Internet to see, they might stand a chance.