New Year’s 2015 started in a very different place for me than New Year’s 2014 did – both in physical location and mind. A year or so ago, I was in an adorable mountain lodge in Estes Park, Colorado watching the ball drop on TV and the snow flutter outside with my handsome boyfriend. This year, the handsome boyfriend was still there (fortunately for me, I found someone who actually enjoys keeping me around, and loves traveling as much as I do), but my bare feet were in the sand as I watched fireworks burst and fall into the Atlantic Ocean in Miami, Florida. A year ago, I was stressed out about how impossible finishing my thesis seemed; now, I’m stressed out about how impossible finding a job in my field in a location I actually want to live in permanently seems. The past several months have not been the best. Both Kevin and I have gotten very close to getting more than one job, only to watch them slip through our fingers. Since this past April, I have applied for well over 100 jobs, and had some form of positive contact from a grand total of 5. I greatly dislike the snow, and had certainly not planned on spending another winter in Wyoming. Added all together, it makes for a pretty desperate, overwhelming feeling. After watching the New Year come in on the beach, and Kevin and I were back in our hotel room, I had a somewhat encouraging epiphany that I shared with him. This year is the year we move. We know for sure now that it wasn’t 2014. With 12 months ahead of us, this has to be the year we get jobs and move. In the coming weeks, I have a lot of thinking to do on how to make sure this gets done. Maybe this means we just keep plugging along and applying for jobs. Maybe this means we just move without a job and try our luck that way. I don’t know for sure yet, but I have to choose to focus on the positive aspect of one way or another, this is the year. Kevin is big on making New Year’s resolutions, and I don’t think I have ever come across someone as dedicated to keeping them as he is. The only resolution I made in 2014 was to read 50 books, and I read … 13 (thanks, grad school). Kevin was able to look back on the resolutions he made and note that he met nearly all of the goals he’d set. Together, we each set 5 resolutions for 2015, wrote them down, and signed them. Hopefully I can find a bit of his motivation and stick to mine as well. My resolutions:
- Read 50 books (might as well give this another shot)
- Move to the Pacific Northwest (one of the most interesting things about 2014 was how my
goal went from California to Oregon/Washington. California has not been ruled out, but there are many pros to going a bit farther north.)
- Meet my goal body fat percentage (I have been slowly building back up the healthy habits that grad school and a finally-fixed back injury erased. I like to focus on body fat % more than a specific number on the scale.)
- Learn 3 songs on my guitar/reach at least a moderate fluency in Spanish (learning goals got lumped in a 2-for-1 resolution)
- Get a job in my field using my degree
Do you make resolutions at all? And if you do, do you periodically check in to see how you’re doing with them?