My resolution for 2012 was to not enroll in any schooling, or pick-up a part-time job. Surprisingly, I lived through the resolution.
Background: In the past 15 years or so, 2012 was the first year I had only one commitment. Typically, I would balance a minimum of one job and studies, and my craziest point is a toss-up between when I had four part-time jobs, and when I had one full-time job, one part-time job, and full-time studies. Why? I truthfully don’t know why.
For 2012, I told myself to just chill out and enjoy what comes my way. It was very difficult to do so. The first few weekends I was free, my initial instinct was to start flipping through classifieds for a part-time job.
Because I had just my 9-5 job to worry about for 2012, I had a lot of extra time on my hands to experience life and the little things. Reflecting on 2012, here are a few of the little things that make me smile:
- Graduate studies’ convocation
- Babysitting my two-and-half year old niece for two days (and the best sleep I had thereafter)
- Blind date with the guy who had no front teeth
- The guy who gave me an exit interview when I broke up with him
- Vacations: India, Toronto, Miami, Hawaii, and Vegas
- Solving the mystery of who the hot guy on transit is
- Sanchez and Tippy
- The night of Mr. January and Wes Hayden
- Reconnecting with old friends
- Disconnecting with “friends”
- Recycled beer at Cactus Club
- Missy the Pomeranian
- Think Rainbows Blog
- Vegas (it deserves its own shout-out)
2012 was so good to me, and I’m super stoked about 2013. I plan to continue my 2012 resolution into 2013 with a small modification (going to try to add freelance writing).
My 2013 resolution is to get fit. I’m scrawny and struggle lifting a jug of milk. I’ve committed to crossfit for 12 months. Start placing bets on how long I’ll last.
Rainbow thought: The little things are life. Enjoy them.
I grew up not celebrating Christmas. I didn’t have a Christmas tree, and there weren’t any presents under the tree. I was raised to believe that Christmas is a religious celebration (I was raised Sikh). A common reaction from people when I told them I didn’t celebrate Christmas was “So, you don’t get presents?” I’m glad I’m not the only one who doesn’t know the religious significance of Christmas.
I don’t know much about religions, and I don’t really care to learn. Ignorance is blissful.
Now, as a grown adult, Christmas is a reason to celebrate relationships –family and friends, and to over indulge in carbs and Ferrero Rochers. Oh, and I love the holidays as a reason to shop –taking advantage of the sales, and just doing my part to help sustain the economy.
Christmas traditionally celebrates the birth of Jesus Christ. I choose to see this day as something more general –to celebrate a birth, a new beginning, new start. ‘Tis the season to be happy.
Make this holiday your own.
(1) Merry Christmas
(2) Merry Ho Ho Ho
(3) Happy Holidays
(4) Season’s Greetings
(5) Happy Celebrating
(6) mmmm, Ferrero Rochers…
I am the youngest of three sisters (and we have a younger brother). When I was younger, I hated being identified as the younger sister. Often, I’d get introduced as “V/N’s little sister.” Remember when I am my own person?!
Being the youngest girl meant I got few brand-spankin’ new clothes. Hand-me-downs were my thing. It was exciting though –like having the mall come to me. The best part was that it felt like I was cool in the ‘new’ clothes. After all, my older sisters were sharing their clothes with me.
Now that I’m older, I:
- realize I was delusional. The clothes weren’t cool, and that’s why the sisters were passing them along.
- can blame my shopping addiction to the hand-me-down trauma.
It’s been a while since I received any hand-me-downs –partly because of style and size differences, but also because the sisters are older and wiser, and invest in staple pieces. But, last week, my sister, N, passed along a top.
I shop often, some say too often, and so I was surprised to be so excited to get this hand-me-down. My immediate thought was, “I love being the little sister!”
(1) If you let go of the past, you give yourself an opportunity to appreciate the little things.
(2) I will always be the little sister.
(3) Maybe after reading this, my sisters will give me more stuff, especially that nice jacket… 😉