Writing to Hold Myself Accountable
I don’t believe in making New Year’s resolutions. They die before the Super Bowl. There’s nothing wrong with resolutions. It’s okay to want to change for the better. Goals are better.
Goal # 1: Write more. I’ve always wanted to be a writer. My full-time job demands most of my time, but the time for change is upon me. My job sucks my will to live.
I write this in a Buca Di Beppo dining room accompanied by an Italian cosmopolitan and a Caesar salad. No one else is there to distract me. It’s blissful.
Goal # 2: Golf more. My pandemic putting green awakened my inner golf girl. 2022 is the year of embracing that girl and completing a full 18 hole course.
Houston is very golf friendly. I just finished a free golf clinic at the PGA Superstore in the Woodlands. My growing stomach directed me over to the Buca Di Beppo across the parking lot. I satisfy my appetite with warm, crusty bread, salad, and pesto penne pasta.
That’s all I am committing to right now. Goals are fluid. Resolutions feel ironclad and doomed. I don’t care if anyone reads this article. The point is to hold myself accountable. We make resolutions to appease everyone else. Goals are how we change ourselves from within.