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Resolutions

It's time to play catch up over here on the blog. I've been gone for awhile and it's time to get back. Life is crazy and going too fast and I want to remember it! I thought it'd be appropriate to start with my new years resolutions. At the end of the year, Sammy and I sat down and made our resolutions. I tried to make mine as simple as possible, without cutting myself short. I made sure they were things that I could attain. So, here are my resolutions for the year!
1. Finish a book of scripture cover to cover. I decided to go with the Old Testament this year. Things are getting pretty crazy in there, and I'm only in Genesis. 

2. Finish a draft of a story. Every time I make goals, I've always said that I'm going to finish a book. And that just isn't attainable for me at the moment! I'm in school, working, being a wife, and so many other things. So, I feel that finishing a rough draft is something that I'll be able to actually achieve!

3. Fit back into my wedding dress. When they say you gain weight when you get married, it's sadly true. I want to get back into my dress so that Sammy and I can do a photo shoot with a professional photographer in our wedding clothes! The pictures from the day were great, there just wasn't time to get pictures of just the two of us. But anyway, I want to get into better shape.

4. Work on my anger. Lately, I've noticed that I'm just a big ball of anger, at everything. It's not something I'm proud to admit or like about myself. I want to be a much more loving, understanding person and not this angry mess. 

5. Love myself. After it being pointed out multiple times by many people, it's finally hit me that I have a problem. A big one. I may always seem happy and bubbly on the outside, but on the inside, I really need some work on loving myself. This one is going to be the hardest of my goals, but I'm making baby steps. 

6. Run a mile without feeling like death. This goal goes with #3. Whenever I have to sprint to catch the bus, I feel like I'm going to die. I have visions about what my fellow bus riders will do with me after I pass out. And I've always hated running, but admired greatly those who do it. So, this is something I really want to achieve! 

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