courage.

I have decided to adopt 4 words to focus on throughout this year. I have heard and read about other people choosing a word for the year, and being the indecisive person that I am, I couldn’t just decide on one.

Breaking up the year into 3 month quarters, I decided on courage, focus, flourish, and joy. With courage being the first to bat.

courage (1)

courage – noun; the ability to do something that frightens one; strength in the face of pain or grief.

I chose courage first for several reasons. One, I joined the Hogwarts Running Club and was sorted into Gryffindor. If you are familiar with the magical series that defined my childhood, you will know that Gryffindor House is defined by its courage and loyalty. That seemed fitting. Two, I have been straddling the line of fear and courage for most of my life. I have bursts where I am so courageous and so daring, but then I immediately recoil in embarrassment, insecurity, and/or doubt. I want to stop doing that. Three, I want to be unapologetic in who I am, and I need courage to truly find out who that person is. I kind of know her, but she’s been a bit of a wallflower for a while.

The trouble with this Word of the Year project is that I am not one for follow through. I am easily distracted (by things shiny and dull), and my usual course of action on anything is as follows:

  1. Have an idea/Decide to adopt an idea
  2. Become extremely excited and motivated by idea
  3. Attempt something that has to do with idea
  4. Succeed/Fail (usually I deem it a failure if things don’t go exactly as I imagine)
  5. Lose focus and abandon idea

This is why it is January 8 and I’m just getting around to writing about it. I’ve been mulling around this idea in my head, and I’m really excited about it (refer to step  1 & 2). I think it will ultimately help me live intentionally (hello, buzz word) and force me to really come to terms with who I am and what my aspirations are. However, I am exhausted just thinking about it!

As a millennial, I think society expects me to be flaky and easily swayed. I tend to live up to that expectation when things aren’t easy. I compare myself to Instagram photos, and I easily succumb to the temptation of Netflix and my couch. I whine about not getting my way instead of brainstorming ways to be better. I tend to turn to Target to find joy, and I become extremely moody when I have spent too much time alone. It is my hope that these four words will set the tone for my days, weeks, and months of 2016. Everyday won’t be courageous, focused, flourishing, or joyful, but I hope that I will at least think to reset my mindset by remembering my words of the year.

Rise up, take courage, and do it. -Ezra 10:4

 

Confession: I’m a lyric girl.

My freshman year of college pretty much revolved around the show One Tree Hill. I had never heard of it until my roommate informed me that Monday’s were for “OTH”. I didn’t know what the heck she was talking about and eventually I got roped in. About this time, she started buying all the seasons on DVD. This lead to many weekends where we did absolutely nothing except lay in our tiny dorm-size beds and watch episode after episode. (When we got to the episode where fake Derrick falls out of Peyton’s window, we realized that something was wrong with the next disc in that season…it was a very panicky and emotional 3-5 days for us waiting for a new disc to come in). Not only where we watching them on DVD, but we were keeping up with the current season, watching Grey’s Anatomy, and watching Friends. (I know it sounds like we did nothing but watch tv, but we did go to class…or at least I did). Needless to say, Kara and I became best friends. She is the Monica to my Rachel, the Meredith to my Cristina, and the Peyton to my Brooke. And I have said all of that simply to say that I’m really not a “Brooke” according to this OTH quote:

You know I’ve got this theory, there are two kinds of people in the world. There are lyric people and music people. You know, the lyrics people tend to be analytical. You know, all about the meaning of the song. They’re the ones you see with the CD insert out like 5 minutes after buying it, pouring over the lyrics, interpreting the hell out of everything. Um, then there’s the music people, like Brooke. Who could care less for the lyrics as long as its just got like a good beat and you could dance to it. I don’t know, sometimes it might be easier to be a music girl and not a lyric girl. But since I’m not, let me just say this. Sometimes things find you when you need them to find you, I believe that. And for me its usually song lyrics.

I’m a lyric girl. It’s amazing what will find you when you listen.

[Edit: Kara just texted me saying she was watching the episode I was referring to. What are the odds?]

70 pounds of meat.

I learned today that I can successfully make myself as unpresentable as possible in eight minutes, and that includes my newly adopted routine of washing my make-up off. I was informed that when you put it on, you have to take it off…at least if you don’t want to have terrible skin for the rest of your life. Eight minutes, which makes me frustrated because it takes forever to get ready. Such is life.

My day consisted of wrapping 35 gifts for our 11th annual alumni & friends golf tournament and marinating 70 pounds of meat. Did you know 70 pounds of meat equals roughly 200 steaks? I didn’t either. You learn something new every day. My life is about to turn upside down and I’m going to be married to my job for the next month or so, but on the bright side I work with some pretty incredible people. The glass should always be half full, right?

Have a great evening, friends. Oh and this is the bangin’ van I got to drive around today. I guess I learned two new things today.