Similar to last year, I realized there is nothing new under my sun when it comes to thinking about goals for the new year. I had a couple of colleagues over last weekend to sit down with our brand new planners and think about what we wanted to accomplish this semester. As I was chatting about my process, I shared that I often do not meet my annual/semester/weekly/daily goals and resolutions and that it is surprising to me that I remain so steadfast in my love of lists and planning. I think what sells me on it is that, though my timeframe is often delayed, I love the sense of purpose and moving toward progress. Goals, to do lists, and planners provide this for me (2019, 2018, 2017, 2016, 2015, 2014, 2013). As I have discussed in the past, not everyone feels the same way. But these reflections (and inadvertent self-plagiarism) bring value to my life.
I have again (ahem, 2013/2015 me) looked more toward values in cultivating ideas for the exciting blank page that is 2020. I've tried to set more attainable goals or continuations of things I want to keep doing. I think these goals are pretty self-explanatory so unlike previous years, I don't feel the need to pontificate on them.
Here's to a 2020 full of valued living and seeking equilibrium.
