OMGosh, I’m having PTSD over girl drama. Just the sheer frequency of it. If I have any resolution this year, it’s not to engage in it. At all. I don’t know how well that’s going to happen, since it’s always my policy to stay out of it, though, somehow, I always manage to get eye-balled, but I keep trying. I’m sure getting older and out of everyone’s crosshairs is the key to staying out of these dramas. Boy, I can’t wait.
For now, I’ll keep to my books, my writing, my workouts.
My plan for 2012 is to work on me. Maybe I need a all-out business plan. An outline. Pages and details. Timelines and deadlines. Performance markers. Incentives.
And, much as I hate to do it, maybe I need a mission statement. Just the idea… it’s so galling.
Ah well. At least it’ll get my brain jumping and maybe it’ll roll together my tri-partite needs which are 1) to get down to 12% body fat; 2) understand narrative and write productively on a daily basis; and 3) elucidate a career-life path that actually expands my values. I’m not trying to change the world. I’m trying to kick it off its axis.
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