So, there’s a theme going on this month in the blogosphere where some are choosing one word to concentrate on in 2012. I immediately thought it was a good idea. I usually write out a long list of goals for the New Year and forget about them. My brain is much too muddled with daily thoughts and to-do lists to complete any of them. And then I end up feeling bad that I even made a list at all.
But one word? I felt like I could handle that. I mean, it’s just one word after all.
So I sat on it for awhile. I knew I needed a brand new one. And I wanted to pick one so far out of my comfort zone that I couldn’t even see it. Let’s just say my word is not even showing up on the map . . . yet.
My word for 2012 is positive.
See? I told you it was out of my comfort zone. I have been a negative nellie (or is it nancy?) for a long time. Probably since high school. So that’s like fifteen years or so. SHUT UP. You’ll be in your thirties someday too.
My therapist has been telling me that I have perfected the art of negative self-talk and am the world’s best complainer. She said to change that behavior I first have to become aware that I’m even doing it. And I’ve never been aware. People don’t tell me. But I’m sure they’re like, wah, wah, wah. Debbie downer.
Since I came up with my word I find that I’m working the word positive into my vocabulary. Positive is starting to show up more. I can almost see it in the distance.
For instance, last night I was complaining about work and before I even finished the first sentence I knew what I was doing was against the word I picked. Old habits die hard, don’t they? I shook it off and thought, stop it. That’s not positive.
Naaman called me Captain Complainey. And I told him that I would try harder. It’s only January, right? That means that I have 11 months to work on it.
What if you picked a word? What would it be? I’d love for you to share it in the comments!