Flaw is Perfection

Every year, at this time, I am at my heaviest and it sucks. My clothes don't fit, yet the social obligations abound. Meh. No wonder so many people set New Year's resolutions to lose weight. Once Halloween hits, it's all refined sugars and too many cocktails until we land in January, bloated and tangled up in tinsel. Good morning, dahlings, might you fix lelu a cocktail? Oh rubbish, I'm teetotaling for the first 3 weeks of January, never mind. My birthday is at the end of January, so every year I set some goals to work on for the month. Then I get to celebrate the day of my birth guilt free, once I've accomplished said goals. This is much less daunting than promising myself an entire year of good behavior, or worse, a ghastly commitment to lifestyle change. Yuk! I'm trying to keep it simple this year, which is difficult. I want to do it all: January Cure! Quit alcohol! Go paleo! Work out every day! Success is important, however, so I need to make it reasonable. No alcohol from Jan 1-21. OK. I can do this. As for the January cure, my house will take the entire month to clean-up after the holidays. There are boxes, piles, and gift bags that must be sorted and put away; things to get rid of to make room for the new. I don't need some bossy blogger to tell me how to do that. Last year, I went all out in January. I took a break from alcohol, cigarettes, sugar, coffee, dairy, meat, and gluten. I took potent herbal detox supplements. My body broke out in hives, cysts, and eczema! I went too far. I'm still suffering the effects. This was a good lesson in not being such an extremist. But I still yearn for it. My bulging mid-section wants me to stop eating and start running until about mid-year. The break from booze should help some. Fortunately, after so much toffee and pie, I'm actually craving healthy foods so that will help too. I have a longer range plan of setting one specific goal per month, for the first part of 2016. The many many things about myself and life that need tweaking cannot be fixed all at once, or probably ever. Maybe by simplifying it to just one thing at a time, with an end in sight...just maybe I can keep improving myself until I perfect me to my satisfaction! Hah! Good one.

Here's a random view from Spencer's Butte. Happy New Year, delightful beings! Celebrate the perfection of flaw.