Some people pooh-pooh New Year’s Resolutions because, well, a lot of people fail to achieve them. But I think where most people go wrong is by setting impossible goals. I believe it’s all about baby steps. I started out 2016 determined to make Charlotte my home and to stop wallowing in self-pity. Over the course of the year my plans for how I would get there kept changing – it was as if Siri kept re-routing me until I found the best path. But I closed out 2016 in a much better place than I was at the end of 2015, and I plan to keep up that same rate of progress through 2017.
An article I often refer back to is 8 things every happy woman should have on Thought Catalog. Not because I’m questioning my happiness, but because it’s kind of fun to check back periodically and see if/how my answers have changed.
While the article states that “happy” women have these 8 simple things, I think that it has more to do with confidence and self-assurance. It’s describing women who know who they are and what they like. I believe that once you have this down, you exude confidence, and confidence translates to happiness and contentment.
So I decided to make my own version of this list and fill in my answers. Feel free to share your answers in the comments below!
I often think of that old saying, “if you can’t change your location, change your hair color.” I can’t remember where I first heard it – probably in a fashion magazine growing up – but in 2015 I knew that my yearning for change could not be satisfied with new tresses. I was stalled in my career, MPR was forced to work two jobs, and we just couldn’t see how we would get ahead if we stayed in New York. So that’s why we made the bold decision to not renew our lease, and just four and a half months after our wedding we packed up all of our stuff and moved down to Charlotte, NC.
Black flats are a staple in every working girl’s wardrobe. I, for one, have gone through many pairs over the years. I usually wear them until they’re destroyed with worn soles and scratched leather. Some of my past flats had no arch support, some gave me blisters, and some were eaten by Rufio. But I think I just found my new favorite pair of flats: Michael Kors Fulton Moc Flats.
Shopping for school supplies at the end of each summer always gave me a rush. Bright spiral notebooks with crisp, untouched pages, a shiny pack of pens with fresh black ink, and, of course, a new planner for the school year that I would fill with song lyrics and notes to friends.
My recent trip to Seattle/Tacoma for an event for my client was a complete whirlwind. As most event trips go, we didn’t have much time for exploring, but we hit some of the main tourist attractions and got a good feel for the downtown area. The thing I was most excited about seeing was Seattle’s famous Gum Wall (pictured above). This past fall the city power washed all the gum off, so this is only about six months worth. Surprisingly, the alley had a fruity/minty aroma. I wish I could have seen it in all its glory at this time last year, but it was still a really cool sight (and clearly I was excited to be there!)
I tend to dread networking events. I know that as a PR girl I shouldn’t say that, but it’s true. It’s awkward. Everyone there has an agenda. And there’s always those people who are constantly in search of a better person to talk to. (Those people are the worst.)
I recently traveled to Edmonton, Alberta, Canada for a client event. Our program puts on events in multiple cities each year and these trips typically include working from sun up to sun down, followed by a client dinner, followed by collapsing into my hotel bed and falling asleep to Big Bang Theory reruns on TBS. That’s why I knew it was bad news bears when I started to feel feverish on our second flight from Toronto to Edmonton.
This time last year, we had just moved down to Charlotte and I was fortunate enough to keep my agency job in New York by working remotely while I searched for a new job in the south. I got a little taste of working from home, and I quickly learned that it was not for me.