Ava Mallory

It's that time of year. We all know it's coming. Many of us plan for it, get our one word ready, buy new planners, make to-do lists, do all the things necessary to prepare for what's next. I do. December was a race to the finish to check those things I'd ignored in 2019 off my to-do list. I made so much progress. I was a productivity maven. I was ready for the new year. Then, 2020 happened and a long Christmas break for the kids hit me like a bag of bricks to the bag of the head. Ouch! I had goals. They were multiplying. (Sing to the tune of You're the One That I Want from Grease.) The problem was even though I'd spent so much time in 2019 telling myself how productive and on task I'd be in 2020, I didn't think realistically about how "busy" (she says in quotes because no one should ever be too busy to pursue their goals) my life truly is. Here's the reality. It's cliche, I know, but if you want something bad enough, y...