Goals are a funny thing to me. Sometimes I make goals and am fired up to meet those goals. Other times I make goals and fritter away my time and energy on other things and seem to avoid my goals like the plague. I haven’t figured out what the difference is yet, but I will.

Last week I made huge goals for myself. Huge for me, that is. My goal at work was to finish inputting all the data from the registration papers (from August). I know it’s been six weeks and you probably wonder why it’s not done, but when you factor a continual flow of kids coming in and moving out of the school, plus other urgent jobs of mine like report cards, finding dropouts, etc., you get behind in other things. Well I’m happy to say that I met my goal and it feels GREAT. So great that I took Friday off, which allowed me to accomplish another goal of mine.

I was able to write on my new story. So I only got five pages done, but it’s a start and sometimes that is the hardest part of the whole book…just getting started. I’ve now set a weekly goal of 2000 words. I know, it’s not a lofty goal, but working full time doesn’t give me a lot of extra energy in the evenings.

So I’m praying that I can stick to my goal and not avoid it. I can do it. I can. I will. And I will report in at a later date.

Are any of you out there goal setters? Do goals work for you?