- Always be trying to read one more book than I have already read this year.
Read whatever feels good to read and will make me want to keep reading.
More on the rationale behind these rules later.
Wearing exciting hats! Solving mysteries! Defying the men! The heroines of these titles reject the centuries-old trope of the demure woman, and they often have a lot of fun doing it.
In 2018, I will love myself as much as I love anyone else, and I will love my body as much as I love my mind and my heart.
In 2018, I will work to be sure my love is apparent to everyone I love. I won’t hide it out of fear of overwhelming them. I won’t let exhaustion and busyness keep me from expressing it. The people I love are strong enough to receive my love undiluted and I am strong enough to give it.
In 2018, I will show up with love in the world every day. Love is my own personal brand of magic and it always has been.
This year, I’ve really come to embrace love as my core value, and I have simultaneously grown frustrated with people – myself included – not matching their actions to their stated values. In 2018, I will become a human incarnation of love, a glowing manifestation of love.
In 2018, I will let my love light up the world.
For the longest time it felt as though video games were growing up with me.
When my son was a tiny thing, I could strap him into his carrier and wear him to sleep as I sunk hours into Dragon Age Inquisition or Final Fantasy XV. But as he’s gotten more mobile, that’s stopped being an option. The Switch solves this problem beautifully. I can play as he naps and stay at his side. If I wake up early, I can play. I think it will take me forever to beat Breath of the Wild but that’s fine.
I love the Switch.
It’s almost Christmas time, when many of us have a bit of time with our families. It seems an appropriate place to pause and think about the myriad of ways that our families provide support for many of us.
As I was reading it, I nearly teared up thinking of the amazing ways W. has supported me – for our entire almost-20-years-together (yes, we got together very young) – but especially in the past two and a half years.
There are of course all the amazing daily things he handles – dishes, laundry, grocery runs, takeout orders.
And standard academic spouse moments: listening as I work out a new idea, talking me through impostor syndrome, telling me that I should apply for conferences and grants even if I think my idea is dumb.
But also, like, crazy champion moments: making sure I eat in the middle of a paper writing marathon…
…and being my rock as I’ve been tossed upon the seas of impostor syndrome and anxiety that are so common among doctoral students.
So yes. Let’s hear it for the partners of academics. They are amazing people.