I just found my ladder

**Two posts today... I had a lot to get out**

One hot summer's day a Fox was strolling through an orchard till he came to a bunch of Grapes just ripening on a vine which had been trained over a lofty branch. "Just the thing to quench my thirst," quoth he. Drawing back a few paces, he took a run and a jump, and just missed the bunch. Turning round again with a One, Two, Three, he jumped up, but with no greater success. Again and again he tried after the tempting morsel, but at last had to give it up, and walked away with his nose in the air, saying: "I am sure they are sour."

It is easy to despise what you cannot get


I'm not a fan of resolutions. I actually hate them. Mainly because it just ends up clogging up my gym space, as people say that they are going to "lose weight". That's such a loose unrealistic goal.

Any who, I hate resolutions, but I love writing down my goals. For 2009, I wanted to get my graduate degree. So I did. In 2010, I wanted to pay off some stuff, and to have a new job. So I did. So, every year, I write down what I expect to accomplish by the end of the year. I guess it's somewhat of a resolution, but I'll never admit it to be that. I just know that if I write it down, then it's like I have something of an action plan. Something to work towards. If I don't do that, then I'll push things off, and come with excuses as to why I didn't do it. The fox saw grapes and wanted them so he jumped. When he didn't get them, he jumped again. Then he gave up and walked away. That can never work. Me, I'm the type of person who sees grapes, wants grapes, will stare at the grapes, walk away and get a ladder... not thinking once to just jump. Why over exert yourself, and put yourself through the turmoil of jumping and failing, when you can get something to stand on top of and get it much easier? That's my logic though, it doesn't have to be yours.  

This year, I have things that I want to do to better myself over all. Things I thought I'd never do.

I used to HATE running. All the way back to the times in high school where it was used as a form of punishment for me when I was a cheerleader. I'd be late from hanging out with the basketball team, and had to run laps. I'd skip classes and get caught, more laps. Detention? Laps. I despised running. But after my mom died, it was a safe haven for me. A time I could use to clear my head. Channel in on my inner thoughts, and filter out everything else around me. I found that I could zone out, and run a few miles without getting tired. So I got to the point to where I enjoy running. It's my time. It builds up endorphins which in turn make you a happier person. I'm not a super start runner or anything like that, but I would like to run the Chicago marathon one day. I'll start slow however, and do the half in August. That'll be a hell of an accomplishment for me to say the least... but if I can do it... and raise money for Cancer research, then it will be in honor of my grandfather, grandmother, aunt, and step-grandfather. How amazing would that be? Well, I'm going to do it. And I'm going to do it with a smile.

I attempted the CPA exam 3 times total. Failed every time. My heart was never into it, and I only wanted the designation for the sake of saying I had it. Well there's another one called the Enrolled Agent Exam. In a nutshell, it's got the same credentials as a CPA, only it's JUST for tax. That seems so much more up my alley. So, I decided that I'm going to do that this year. Early this year... Maybe May? Or June? We'll see. But it's getting done.

Between training and studying, this will be a hectic year. I get excited about my goals. I have always had one cheerleader... Mymomma would say "That's GREAT! I'm SO PROUD!" And she'd remind me everyday of that. So, doing this stuff without her... I don't know. But I wrote it down, so I have to get it done.