If you grew up in a Baptist church, I DO hope you finished that title with “no longer to linger charmed by the world’s delight.” If you don’t know that tune, then maybe I can coax my mom into cranking it out on the organ for you and posting it. #doubtit
I am Kelly Kapoor. Kelly Kapoor is me. Kind of. Not really. Give me ten seconds to be grumpy. I hate the new year. I hate the month of January. I need things to look forward to. Corona stinks.
Now that that is out of the way, I have jumped on the resolution bandwagon, but I’m not calling them that. They are goals. That I will accomplish because I’m as competitive as Spike in Little Giants. Here’s the kicker though, I get very bored very easily. I cannot commit to something for a year. Ergo, I am giving myself twelve different challenges for every month. Some are health related. Some are “be a better person” related. And some are just fun because we all need more fun.
January-100 squats a day and this plank challenge
February- Give someone different a compliment every day
March- Write a handwritten note to someone every day ( a note on a coworker’s desk, a note to a student, mail some to friends)
April- Social media fast
June- Hotlanta Half Marathon
July- Find the best chocolate chip cookie recipe. Suggestions welcome.
August- No complaining. At the start of a new school year. Let us pray now.
September- Don’t pick or bite my nails
October- Make the usual unusual. I’m just going to do one thing outside my normal routine every day. Order a different coffee. Take a different route home. Wear sparkly earrings.
November- Every day write down four things that I’m thankful for.
December- Twelve random acts of kindness
And that’s my 2021. How do you measure, measure a year? In good nail beds and chocolate chip cookie recipes.