Happy end of football season
Sad the Chiefs lost, grateful for the space to not care about football for a while.
It’s the fifth Sunday of the month, and as someone who schedules their newsletters around numbered Sundays, it does feel like there’s a lot of fifth Sundays. Who do I need to talk to about this?
This afternoon my friend Harrison asked me if I had blasted out my 2022 goals yet. “Blasted out” are my words, not his. I like to set yearly goals, and then reevaluate around my birthday, because some goals are just not worth holding onto, but you can’t know until a month into the year.
And since it is my birthday week, I’m writing about my intentions for the year.
In February we will have the regularly scheduled programming of me with Five Things / guest writer / me with Five Things / smokers section.
If anyone asks, what I want for my birthday is for you to become a paid subscriber so that I can have my Barbie Dreamhouse world of making money from writing (the Barbie Dreamhouse expansion pack includes waking up to play tennis everyday and working in ministry but in a breezy way). Also dainty gold necklaces and unscented pillar candles.
This sentence now has links to the my instagram, and old issues of the newsletter. I hope today is beautiful for you.
Number One: More days with 10k+ steps
I’m at my best when I’ve been on a walk, and I would like to be at my best more. In 2021 I gathered quite a bit of evidence that my body responds really well to consistent low-impact cardio instead of sporadic high-impact cardio, so I’m leaning into that. Keeping cortisol levels low by avoiding HIIT workouts throughout the second half of month has made my periods largely symptom-free (I still cry though, I’m still me :)) and I will tell anyone who wants to know.
Number Two: Steward the abundance
I have so much in my life - so much stuff. So much access to getting more stuff. And I just want to be someone who intentionally eats the food that’s already in the fridge. This intention also includes caring for the things I already own, and giving myself the freedom to trash the things I don’t want to own.
I also have an abundance of friends, which I am beyond grateful for. But I want to steward those friendships well and show up in meaningful ways for the people I love in my life.
Number Three: 500 morning pages
I’m not a morning pages truther, but like keeping cortisol levels low during the second half of the month, I would recommend writing every day to just about anyone. I started attempting a daily three pages with gusto in March 2020, and almost two years in, I still have more days with 1.7 pages than anything. But I am better for the days I do push myself to focus on pen to paper rather than my split ends or whatever else feels distracting in the morning.
Number Four: Repent more than I pray for a husband
I was personally victimized by this tweet:
There’s just a lot of room for growth in my heart for turning from sin, so I’m working on that, but asking God to be gentle, because like I said there’s a lot of room for growth.
Number Five: Make money, get shredded, fall in love
These are just kind of always the goals, ya know? Shoot for the moon.