Make the Bed.

Yesterday, I got out of bed at 7pm.

No really. 7pm.

I did not go out the night before. I did not have a super stressful week at work. I am sick, but the head cold I have did not really necessitate sleeping in for an entire day.

As I rolled out of bed in the early evening, I reflected back on how I had accomplished absolutely nothing with the day. While my Saturday To-Do lists are usually jam packed with task that never get done, my slacking had sunk to a new level. I can count yesterday's activities on one hand.  Other than napping, I ate, watched some Netfilx, and read.

Clearly, something must be done.

I didn't have a clear cut resolution when the ball dropped earlier this month. Those that I had toyed with were variations on familiar themes: get healthier, be more organized, accomplish more things. These have been my basic goals since childhood. I have a split A/B personality. I can organize my thoughts and plan well, but execution has never been my strong suit. I have made countless personal schedules, 1/5/10 plans, fancy spreadsheet To-Do lists, and inspiring Pinterest boards. Yet here I am, looking sleepily at the clock and telling myself I'll get up in half and hour... if I feel like it.

So I am going to try a new approach. Instead of crafting a new five-part plan to turn my life around from the top-down, I am starting with baby steps. Everyday, I will add one small thing to my daily routine. This morning, I made my bed. Not a huge accomplishment in the grand scheme of things, but a starting point.

"Why the blog?" you ask. Simple: Accountability.

If you need proof of how little I get done until decide I need to blab about each small milestone, start reading here.