Breaking Up With Bad Habits

Yesterday, I let you know about all the things I want to improve on in the following year. I specifically attempted to stay positive and only list things that I want to work towards.

That being said, there are a few things in my life that I want to work away from.

I think, for me at least, that it’s sometimes a lot easier to make good habits than it is to break bad ones.

But I know it can be done.

I used to chew on everything. I mean everything. My knuckles… ice cubes…pen caps… random pieces of plastic that I would find on the carpet…

When I got my teeth fixed last year, I was easily able to break this because I knew I didn’t want to mess up my pretty smile.

Nevertheless, I’m going to give these the old college try.

Also, this list could go on forever, but I’m not a Saint, people. I’m going to focus on these for now.

Sitting like a pooping hobo: If you’re a listener of the radio show that I’m on, Dudley and Bob with Matt, you may have heard my co-workers giving me a hard time about this one. I don’t know when or why I started sitting like this, but I do agree that it’s probably not very professional. Especially when wearing a dress.

For now on, I’m going to put every effort into sitting like a human being.

At least while I’m at work.

Leaving Crumbs everywhere: This is one that will really make my boyfriend happy. Especially when the said crumbs are all over his keyboard.

I’m coming to terms with the fact that I’m simply not very observant. I do think, that I can make some improvements though, even if it means sticky notes on every surface where I might be eating.

While I’m at it, I’m also going to be working on wiping up the coffee dribbles.

Using My Car as a trash Can: This is a resolution I have often had, yet it never seems to stick. I am a pretty busy gal, and my days having me go from job to job, to yoga to rehearsal-which often leaves me no choice but to eat and keep a lot of things in my car.

Regardless, I know how much better I feel when the space around me is orderly. This is something I never would have admitted or even realized 3 years ago, but what can I say? I’m becoming an adult. Kind of.

I’m going to do my best and follow my boyfriend’s advice to throw things away every day. I mean, it’s not like that is that difficult to do.

Not hanging up clothes: On the same lines as the car thing-I know I feel better when I’m organized. I don’t enjoy getting ready in a room that looks like it was hit by a tornado.

So why do I insist on living like this?

Now, I know it doesn’t look like it-but I promise I have gotten a lot better at keeping things neat over the last few years. I clean often, and I enjoy it.

But it just doesn’t seem to stay that way. I’m not making excuses, but I think it all goes back to rarely having a few minutes at home.

I read recently that you shouldn’t avoid any tasks that take less than one minute to complete. I think this falls into that category.

I’m going to do my best to pick up my clothes every day, so that I don’t have a mountain to go through at the end of the week.

Squishing in my nose: I’m not sure when or how I picked this one up, but it’s definitely one of the weirder things I do. I tend to squish in my nose whenever I’m deep in thought or stressed about something.

For one, it looks weird. It’s also probably unsanitary to be touching my face all the time. Plus, I think I can find a less noticeable nervous tick.

Perhaps I’ll go back to smelling my hair.

Smoking: Well this one’s a given. I’ve tried before in the past, and failed. I think I’m finally ready. It’s gross. It’s smelly. It doesn’t make feel well. It doesn’t go with any of my other values of honoring myself and my body.

This is going to be a difficult one though folks. I might lose all my hair and beat up a few pillows in the process.

I finally bought the book “Easy Way to Stop Smoking” by Alan Carr. I’ve heard from numerous people that it was the catalyst that actually got them to stop. I figure it’s worth a try.

Well, I think that’s enough to tackle for now. If you catch me breaking any of these, feel free to give me a wedgie or something.

What bad habits would you like to break up with?

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