Mitch here!
I feel like it’s a mistake to write out New Year’s resolutions in the deepest and darkest days of the year. If the New Year fell in June, I’m guessing that everyone’s resolutions would be a little more uplifting. They’d be all like, “I want to eat outside more often,” “go fishing whenever I feel like it” and “leave the window open while I sleep” instead of the heart-wrenching stuff we pile on ourselves every winter.
I failed on every single one of my eight (eight!) resolutions for 2018. To be honest, I bit off a little more than I could chew. So this year, I’m going super simple on the resolution front and setting myself up for success with only three. The fewer resolutions I have, the higher my chances. 😉 And I’ve already completed one of them in its entirety. Take that, 2019!
