So in a couple of weeks is my 30th birthday. And while I've made many strides in my life and am generally cool with how I've turned out, this birthday looms large in my mind. I'm not so concerned with aging, but have become borderline-obsessed with the bad habits I'm taking into this new decade.
I've got a lot of bad habits, and not many good ones. I did start flossing every day; that was a great habit to form. I dutifully marked off 21 days and now indeed, it is a habit even 8 months later. But other habits have proven difficult to form. And breaking bad habits? It's harder than just telling myself to stop it already.
I tried journaling, but it turns out that the inability to keep a journal is another bad habit. Then I thought that perhaps writing in public - regardless of readership - would help me feel accountable by forcing at least the journaling part to be habitual. But who knows? Maybe it'll last, maybe you'll stop by in a month and still find this as the only post.
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