Ever wished for the ultimate luxury of having a month to yourself? Time to do all the things you’ve always meant to do, without being beholden to anyone?
I have, and seems like my wish has been granted. I have one month before I am due to start a new life in a new country. And for once, I don’t have any obligations. No deadlines. No money woes. No ringing telephones. You bet I am going to make the most of it.
I feel as though (in the space of my admittedly short life) I’ve rarely had any time for myself. It’s not that I am a selfless do-gooder or anything. It’s just that in between living up to others expectations of me and my own high standards, I’ve neglected the most elemental parts of myself. They will no longer be denied.
The task: 30 days to do all the things I’ve always meant to do. Among them:
1. Detox through a vicious diet of raw, organic food.
2. Quit smoking for good
3. Quit boozing (for at least 3 weeks)
4. Exercise regularly
5. Read all 10 of the books on my to-read list (which hasn’t been updated in the longest time)
The list has barely started, and it already looks like a wish-list rather than a to-do list? But who’s to say you shouldn’t try to kill as many birds as you can with one stone?
I’ve decided to blog my progress so that I will not back out, as I tend to do with any exercise in self-love. No doubt my entries will turn into rambling treatises on every topic under the sun. As my starvation drags on, I will become increasingly irritable and snappish. All of which makes for excellent diary entries. Let the games begin!
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