My 2018 Goals
January felt like sort of a wash for me. I was so broken from the last three months of 2017 that it really took most of my strength to get out of bed and be a person every day. It just felt like a lot. And because I kicked off my year traveling to yet another funeral, I sort of placed January with the rest of 2017 and the emotional torture that came along with that year.
So, now that everyone has forgotten their new year's resolutions, I figured it was the perfect time to post mine. And, a month into them, I actually am proud to say that I've been doing a pretty decent job at accomplishing what I set out to do. One of these goals is from my birthday when I typically make a list of goals for the coming year but I really only got a few goals in before my family started dropping like flies so we'll just lump them all in here.
The Resolutions & Goals for 2018
- Go see My Favorite Murder live (done! 01/21/18)
- Blog 1x/week (both personally and professionally)
- Read 52 books
- Pay off 1/2 student loans
- Pay off refrigerator (I got a year of no interest financing so I'm sort of taking my time on this one)
- Save $2000
- Launch hot strike (done!)
- Launch noir floral and book 3 elopements
- Renovate bathroom
- Write first draft of cancer Dad book (a working title, obviously)
- Go on my find-yourself road trip
- Go through all the weeks of the workout program that's been sitting in my gym bag for the past year
- Have my writing published somewhere that is not the Malori Maeva blog ;)
- Pay off my 2016/2017 income taxes (I had some garbage accountants who JUST filed my 2016 taxes a few weeks ago so I've got a big, very overdue bill to take care of)
Last year I sort of hit pause on everything in my life and was basically treading water. This year is going to carry a lot of emotional baggage so I want to be kind to myself in terms of ambition. My main goal this year is to get to know the person that I have become and to figure out the direction my passion is going to take me. A lot of my goals are more self-care rituals or the building of a safety net. Some of them have been sitting on the backburner since my dad's diagnosis in early 2016. I'm both excited and anxious for the year ahead and I'm feeling ebullient about my renewed desire to write about it. It's been a really long time since writing has brought me this kind of joy and it feels wonderful to be back.