Say something on social media was a habit on my resolutions chart for approximately a week in August. After eight days, I realized, again, that I despise social media. The number of hearts I receive determined my mood more than I’d like. That’s a silly and unpredictable variant that I can cut out completely.
So I cut it out completely. I got a F on the resolution, tweeting seven times out of thirty-one days. Oh well.
Here are my tweets in case you’re not on Twitter.
I start my schedule on whatever day the first of the month lands on to reinforce that the days of the week mean nothing to me.
When I work out, I’m always, always, always in a better mood when I finish than when I started. Always. I want to rent a plane and broadcast this message in the sky as a reminder to myself, but I’m too cheap and worried about carbon emissions.
Use it or lose it. I want to keep it, so I use it.
I don’t watch much television because it makes me feel like I’m not living life. There’s nothing memorable about this time and it will all fade into nothing. I fall into a nothing hole of nothing.
I’m learning Spanish on Duolingo! Estoy apriendo* Espanol! Although, I think that phrase I just typed means I’m learning Spanish right this second and that’s a lie. I’m tweeting right now, bragging about my Spanish and then undermining my brag.
*I still need to practice as someone immediately pointed out, it’s actually aprendiendo.
Are you kicking ass at your resolutions so far? If so, I’m giving you my trademark thumbs up. I call it my trademark thumbs up, but I haven’t actually submitted any paperwork to a patent office.
If you need a little structure and encouragement, I hope I can help. God knows I need structure and encouragement and I can’t be the only one.