I’m not done trying yet.

Here’s the thing about resolutions.  They are giant soul sucking self respect killers if you can’t reach your goals.

But my number one resolution of the year is to remember that reaching 1/3 of my resolutions is better than I was before.  And then not beat myself up

Damn it!

But this year, one month in 🙂 I’m doing well.  I’ve made my first batch of homemade yogurt.  A success, but I’d like it to be better.  I’ve read the books of my classic novel goal.  I’ve even read some off the list I made of books that I wanted to read but didn’t want to set myself up for failure.

I haven’t gained any weight and stayed at the low end of my weight range.

I haven’t gone entirely insane despite the best efforts of DSHS (foster care dudes), and I have learned to cherish each and every special moment with my little strangers who will be staying with me for a few more months.

Senorita Sookie Pants

Oh, and I’m prepping my email to my top two editor choices.  That’s right, bitchiz, my book is going to the editor.  It’s like I’m a real boy!  Um, girl.  Author.

Whatever…

~Amanda

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