I woke up Friday morning trying to figure out what I do for a living. Vaguely, in the recesses of my brain, I faintly remembered. Then I started looking for that camera I knew must be there, if indeed my memory was correct. It was there. I’m a reporter.
What led to my confusion? You always ask such good questions. I took Wednesday and Thursday off work, which rarely happens during the week. I’m sure some people were not too pleased to be denied their Friday edition of the Southern Standard. I appreciate your sacrifice. Little known fact: the news never stops. For me, I have city and county government meetings to cover almost every week. However, I didn’t have any on those two days. With Friday’s edition canceled to give us a break, I took that as a sign I should go home. I did and woke up Friday morning dazed and confused. How do people take a whole week off and rebound? I have no idea.
Back to reality.
Monday is Jan. 1. That day signifies two things: I’ve survived 2017 and my focus now must turn to surviving 2018.
I’m not a big fan of New Year’s resolutions. I think time has proven they are ineffective. However, there’s nothing wrong with life goals, so here goes my current goals:
• Goal one: I’ve been asked more than once what I received for Christmas. The one thing I received and I’m promptly returning is five pounds. I purchased a shirt with the goal of wearing it sometime in 2018. It’s hanging in my bedroom. That visual to eat healthier at dinnertime doesn’t work for everyone, but it usually does for me.
• Goal two: Stop living in the past. The past is set in stone, but the future is not. However, it’s easy to look into the past and wish. Not productive at all. I think the new year is a good time to put a period on 2017 (written in stone) and focus on making 2018 the best it can be.
• Goal three: Focus on my house a little more. My house is truly a work in progress. Sometimes I wish I’d win the lottery and could revamp the whole place, or at a minimum, a competition that gives me a kitchen renovation. I love my house, but sometimes it feels less like Home Sweet Home and more like a money pit.
• Goal four: Show a little more love and understanding to others, but try not to beat myself up when I don’t. That’s a balancing act. I try to be a good person, but I’m not perfect. Bad days happen to everybody.
• Goal five: Make a little more time for myself. I know that sounds strange after the way I started this column. I took two days off and felt disoriented. Good luck to me on this one. This goal will probably be the one I don’t achieve. At least I know my limitations.
Standard reporter Lisa Hobbs can be reached at 473-2191.