I think sometimes goals stress me out. When I've got too much on my plate, for instance, I sometimes hate to make goals because I'm afraid I'm just going to feel like I can't get anything done if I ever fall behind or miss a day on a goal. But since right now there isn't a whole lot going on in my life, I thought I'd make a few goals.
Goal #1: Take treats to everyone in the ward at some point by the end of December.
I'm still feeling a little chicken about this one, actually, but I think it'll be good for me. I love to be social and I love having lots of friends around and knowing people and knowing what's going on in their lives and all of those good things. It's hard to be a good friend when you don't really know people well and I like to be a good friend. I think I did a little better at this before I got married and I was living in a singles ward because single people are much easier to meet up with; you only need to see one at a time! Married people, on the other hand, come in pairs and that makes it take a little longer to get to know them sometimes. Anyway, the point I'm getting to is that I've lived in my ward for a year and a half now and I still don't know the names of some of the people who have been here the entire time. Make one big mark in the lame category for me, I guess. Anyway, I think taking treats to people will not only give me a reason to look them up on the ward directory and see their name, but hopefully it'll give me a chance to chat with them and start to be friends a little bit. Wish me luck. And if you're in the ward and you're reading this and I bring you treats, please don't feel like a check mark on my list or a project or something. I really want to learn your name and get to know you. :)
Goal #2: Write every day for a year.
I love to write. I have always loved to write. What can I say? My mother is an English Lit. teacher and she was in college for it when I was little and was teaching it at my high school by the time I was a freshman and I've just plain grown up living and breathing delectable, mouth-watering literature. (Let's not make it all sound like a dream though. I've read some pretty terrible stuff as a result of being my mother's daughter too. I have not yet forgiven you, Mom, for making me type up all those freshman poems when I was a T.A. for you during your prep period. One can only take so many terrible poems about kittens and boyfriends that probably won't last a month.) Anyway, I like to write, but I don't have very many occasions to now that I'm done with school and I'm working as a crossing guard and being a housewife (who only sometimes actually does any housework). So, in order to make this goal a little more rewarding, I've started a writing journal blog for myself. You can visit it here. I just started today. It might end up being a poem every day or I might write little essays or something. I'm leaving it open to whatever I feel like, so long as it's requires a little thinking on my part instead of just rattling things off like I do on here. Hopefully the things I write there will be a little higher quality and more polished. Hopefully.
Well, I guess by "a few goals" I mean two. Anyway, that's about it.