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new year, new adventures

I'm always excited about New Years because it's a new start. It's the perfect time to change things, to start over, do things differently, be a better person. I try not to be one of those people who sets unreachable New Years Resolutions, like saying I'm going to run every single day, even if it's something I'd like to strive for. It doesn't do any good to have goals that you can't reasonably achieve. I have a couple goals for this year, all reachable ( I hope. )

My biggest goal this year is to be more frugal. I'm already on my way thanks to a lack of wants and a contentedness with what I have. Unfortunately I still have a shadow of debt following me around, which I hope to shake this year. I hope to save my money, and to stop spending on things that won't make my life better. But enough about frugality, because money is boring and stressful, even if this is my blog!

One of my other goals for the year is to stop eating fast food (this is a joint goal between me and Jonathan). We find ourselves eating it so often that we don't even want it! This will help with my money saving goals, as well as to help us in a healthier lifestyle. This is one will be challenging, but well worth it to stick to.

My health goal for this year is to start working out at least once a week. I have fallen out of the routine and I need it back! Between cardio and strength training I hope to get a good workout once a week in addition to my usual yoga routine almost daily.

So onto more fun things- I'm excited about this blog. I can't wait to share some of the things I've been working on and the things I hope to start. I have a huge stack of canvases I got for Christmas just waiting to be painted. I have fresh hemp that's begging to become a necklace. Let's not forget the new tie-dye bottles! We also have a guest room that needs to be repainted and redecorated. It's going to be a good year. I hope I have more to share soon.

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