Post-Resolution Blues.

Isn't it funny how just one month after we all make our "new year, new me" resolutions, most of our goals, dreams, and ideas fall to the wayside? How predictable, right? That's why they call us "resolutioners" after all.

Something about the first few weeks of January feels so fresh, so new, so clean. The next year is your oyster, and the possibilities are endless. One could argue that you wake up every single day with a clean slate; new opportunities, new adventures. Literally every day is your oyster. But the start of a new year brings the promise of change. At least for me it does.

And thennnnn February rolls around and I "don't have time" to go to the gym four times a week, and I'd rather add to my home decor Pinterest boards than read my book, and I feel the urge to treat myself to a serious shopping day. And all of the sudden, I'm right back to where I started.

Why do we do this to ourselves?! Why is it so hard to make plans, or resolutions, or whatever, and actually stick to them? We think the start of a brand new year will wipe away old habits, habits you couldn't have possibly done away with in December. Then we punish ourselves for slacking off by stopping altogether.

"Eh, I've already had pizza for dinner twice this week, may as well go HAM and eat an entire box of Oreos."

"I've already spent $50 going out to lunch every day this week, what's the harm in another $20? It is Friday, after all."

Okay, maybe I've never eaten an entire box of Oreos, but you get the picture. This kind of mentality helps no one. It won't get me abs, and it won't make me rich, that's for damn sure. I can already feel myself falling into the post-resolution trap, but I think I'm still able to come up for air. Am I the only one who's guilty of this mentality? What's a goal you set for yourself this year that's been easier said than done?

XO