The month of January has come around again and people want to be perfect. It happens every year.
No point in trying to overhaul your life all at once. Relax.
Just pick one specific problem to solve. When that is done, think of another problem.
CAUTION: Be sure not to think of all of the problems at once! That is a rookie mistake. You might end up catatonic.
Recently, I thought about my pants and felt annoyed. I realized that I had a pants problem. Some pants were too big, some were too small, some were too long, and most of the pants were not where they were supposed to be. (I was going to say that some of the pants were “too old”, but let’s be realistic — too old means too small.)
I have the pant situation under control now, thanks to some hemming, some hanging, and some handing off to charity. I have nine pairs of pants, and that is plenty.
Pants can be symbolic of life. I have watched What Not to Wear enough times to know that I am supposed to dress for the life I want, and the body I have. Those shiny, stretchy, hot pink pants I used to wear would not work for me now. I am a decade older, I am a size larger, and I go out less frequently. This sounds bad, but it isn’t. I would not trade the last decade for a trim waistline and a pair of pink pants.
There is a happy middle ground between pink pants and mom jeans, however, and that is where I am staying.