Resolution Fail...Shocker!

Today was supposed to be the day I started working out again.  I had a plan.  I had a goal.  Of course it was a resolution.  But it was even bigger than that.  Or so I thought.

Instead, I overslept by HOURS and have done nothing since then.  I called work and told them I wouldn't be in.  I could have accomplished so much today... laundry, workout, getting my tire fixed, cleaning out my fridge, going for a walk, shipping gifts, reading, or even working from home.  But instead, I did NOTHING.  Absolutely nothing.

Every weekend, I get behind in taking my meds.  And every Monday morning, I pay the price.  Why do I do it?  What's the point?  I KNOW the ramifications of that decision.  I KNOW I could miss work.  I KNOW it brings me down emotionally.  I KNOW it's not doing me a darn bit of good in the long run.  Yet I do it anyway... almost every weekend.

Maybe THAT should have been my New Year's resolution.  Commit to taking my meds and following my doctor's orders every day.  EVERY day.

Lucky for me...