New Year – New Me?

I’m reposting my post from last New Year – 1/1/210 in case you are confused or drunk.  I’m currently working on my resolutions.  This should be fun.

I’m perplexed that one single day causes us to think we can suddenly change everything that is wrong with us. It is really just another a date and another year and yet we envision that suddenly with the dawning of a new day we will be able to lose 100 pounds(hopefully with those couple of fitness classes we try out the first week before disappearing from the gym), save money(a money tree will magically grow in the backyard or Daddy Warbucks will knock on the door), get rid of clutter(Peter Wal.sh will show up and clean out my house) and all those unfinished projects will get completed(by Santa’s elves in their off season). A girl can dream. Perhaps that is the real reason – dreaming. It is good to dream. I still have that dream about Ri.cky Sch.roeder where…oh never mind. The point is that I like pie in the sky dreaming. I believe it is good for us. I’ve narrowed my dreaming in the past few years. I can’t handle the possible looming fear that my dreams can’t come true. I’ve always been such a believer. It is against my nature to stop dreaming so I have decided to dream again. Here are my hopes and dreams for the new year.

I dream that I can make it to the gym or park to exercise every day.
I hope that I can make it to the gym or park five of 7 days and won’t beat myself up about not making 7 especially when I have to take at least a week for my surgery.

I dream that we will become debt free and be able to afford our $1,000+ infertility treatments per month and save for an adoption as plan B.
I hope that we get the infertility treatments paid for, pay off two cards, sell the house and move without adding any debt.

I dream that I will lose all my weight and become a size 8 again.
I hope that I become pregnant and get to shop for preggie clothes.

I dream that I will find my happy, optimistic, motivated, fun self.
I hope that I don’t step on too many toes, don’t hurt too many feelings and have less bad days.

I dream that my days will start with some tea and spiritual reading time, I’ll workout, then I will spend time writing and reading and basically be a fully balanced content person.
I hope that I spend less time farming on Fac.ebook, cut back on *bucks and write something.

I dream that everything I dream of comes true.
I hope at least one thing comes true.

I think that for someone faking it until I make I have come up with a pretty upbeat list.