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Revolutionaire's Resolutions.

1. I resolve to write more frequently - I am off to a solid start on this one. Every once in awhile I think about how clear my mind was when I wrote more often. Granted, I had all the time in the world and an employer who didn't care - or maybe didn't know - what I was ever up to in the office. And I had time to stimulate my mind by reading, reading, reading all over the internet. As I type this, I recognize the excuses I'm making - time, time, time. News flash though - there are still 24 hours in a day; I have just become less skilled at managing them. Maybe writing took a back burner, maybe I dove into my new work, maybe I lost interest. Who knows. All I know is that I want to write again - I want to clear my mind and find my inspiration again. And I know writing will get me there.

2. I resolve to consciously ask more questions - I was spending time with the wife of a college friend over the weekend - a couple we are hoping to spend more and more time with this year - and I thoroughly enjoyed our conversations. As the day ended and I reflected on how everything went, I realized I barely know Lindsey and it's no one's fault but my own. When I replayed the day, I realized she gave me so many opportunities to learn about her, but I didn't ask enough questions. It's easy to make small talk in the moment and then excuses after the fact. The challenge is controlling the moments and really seizing all opportunities to develop deeper relationships with people.

3. I resolve to say exactly what I mean more often - sometimes, when under pressure or stress, I truly struggle with verbalizing what I mean to say or specifically asking for what I need. This happens to me at work a lot more than in my personal life. My boss and I have talked through this a few times - get to the point and get to it faster - know what I need and ask for it.

4. I resolve to accomplish more firsts - for starters, I will travel to new places. We will accomplish this one in May when we take our 'honeymoon' trip to Ireland and Austria. Jon-Michael and I would like to go on a road trip. Unless things change, a long one won't necessarily happen this year, but we're still going to start planning it. We want to go camping - we wanted to do this one last year, but we didn't make it happen. The good news is that we have a few places picked out already. Camping should be easy.

5. I resolve to be more physically fit - near the end of 2013, Jon-Michael joined TYH gym and I renewed my membership. He has done remarkably well considering he didn't think he'd want a membership. He rediscovered his love of running and has made a great routine for himself. Enough about him - what about me. I love that he is going to the gym - it's inspiring me and keeping me on track. I have created a solid routine for myself too - now it's just a matter of seeing the results.

What results, you may ask: how about overall happiness, better health, clearer state of mind.  I'll get it all when I start tying together all these resolutions.

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