That is a lot of yarn, even by the standards of this inveterate knitter. This photo is out of date by one medium size box (gone) and one large box (yarn gone, now full of spinning fibre and handspun). It’s a goal-in-progress.
I make goals and set myself targets throughout the year. I also drop goals and abandon targets throughout the year, so you might wonder why I’m bothering to celebrate the new year with another round of lists and yardsticks.
My life is quite flexible and interesting (rather than predictable and comfortable) and I like it that way. It stays that way in part because I keep making goals to change things, try things and visit new places but that also means that my goals can quickly become out of date. For example, there seemed no point in trying to complete my 2010 goal of ‘visit 10 new restaurants/eateries in Bath’ after we moved 160 miles away.
Last year’s goals: some highlights
My goals (not all made at the beginning of January) included: get a job (done!), visit friends in the USA (tick) and try pilates (several times).
At New Year’s, I focus on marathon goals rather than sprints. I like the round completeness of trying to accomplish something in a calendar year. Two I succeeded at this year were: knit up 100 balls of yarn and not reading 200 books in 2011.
The first was about using things I have. I really like yarn. I really like knitting. This mostly results in me buying a lot of yarn, but this year I wanted to knit a lot of yarn, without feeling like a failure if I bought some along the way. In the end, I knit up 17 more balls of yarn than I acquired, and gave some away, too.
The second was about stepping away from old goals. The first year I kept track of all the books I read was 2003 and I read 200 books that year (that’s a lot, I know. I read a lot, and quickly and plenty of kids books and trashy romances which round the numbers out) and that set the standard for all the following years. In 2010, hitting 200 books was a struggle and it wasn’t fun. Instead of reminding me to finish the books I’d started, the goal encouraged me to skip books I really wanted to read because they were too long. Goal fail.
So in 2011 I aimed to not read 200 books. I didn’t and it was lovely. I read some really thick, trashy novels and struggled through fascinating but dense non-fiction. Goal success, in every way.
This year’s goals
I’ve listed things I want to do, in exactly the way that self-help articles tell you to avoid. They’re all vague and lofty. Under each heading, I’ve got a couple of concrete goals and I’ll add more as the year goes on. Here are a few of them, condensed somewhat.
Have less stuff Knit up more balls of yarn that I acquire. Read or get rid of all my unread dead-tree books. Clear out some of the junk I’ve left at my parent’s place.
Travel lots Visit two new-to-me countries. Explore London, now I work there. Go to a museum in Cambridge.
Keep happy & healthy Try something new every month. Do what the doctor/physio orders. Spend more time with my favourite people.
Taking the time to write these lists and this post remind me that there are a lot of things I’m looking forward to doing in 2012. All in, I think it’s going to be a really good year. I hope it rocks for you, too.