Monday, June 8, 2009

Goals are Good

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.


Nancy said...

You go girl. Happy writing and happy baking. Can't wait to see how it goes!

How's your baby-growing going?

Lisa Lou said...

Hooray! Thanks for the treat today. The cookies were super delicious!!

Kathy Haynie said...

The other day a former student dropped in to see me. He had graduated in 2002, so he wouldn't have been the author of one of those awful freshman poems you remember so vividly, but as I recall him, he wrote plenty of awful stuff in his day. The point is, he wanted to come back to check in. I make no apologies for honoring awful freshman (or senior!) poems. (Although I do apologize, maybe, for making you type up the anthology that year.) As awful as they are, they represent something very tender and dear, something that comes from the heart, and just because they don't say it well doesn't mean they shouldn't say it. For some of them, it changes their lives. For some of them, writing from the heart, having their voice heard, saves them.

Polly @ Pieces by Polly said...

Good goals, Katie. One suggestion I have about the first one...something Eric and I used to do when we were at BYU was pick 2-3couples and invite them over to our place for dessert. I think it was usually on Sunday evenings or for family night. It was pretty easy because we didn't have to go all out on dinner...just the baking...but we got to know them better than dropping the cookies off. We started doing that when after only about 6 months of being in our married ward, we realized we'd been there longer than half the people and even though we still felt "new" we really weren't. We tried doing something like that here for a while, but people are a lot more spread out and it was hard to get people to actually do it while you have the chance in Provo! Even if you don't have people over though, the baking is a good idea.