This Year, I’m Doing Things on Purpose (Allegedly)

Every year around this time, the internet collectively decides we should become new people.

New habits. New routines. New bodies. New planners that will absolutely fix everything.

And every year, I nod politely… while knowing full well that I am not about to wake up at 5 a.m. to journal in silence and drink lemon water like a serene woodland creature.

So this year, I’m trying something different.

My New Year’s resolution is doing all the things with intention.

Not perfection. Not aesthetic. Intention.

Which, frankly, feels both ambitious and realistic for the first time ever.

What “Intention” Actually Means in Real Life

Let’s be clear—this is not about suddenly having my life together….I’m still me…

This is about:

• Saying yes because I want to, not because I feel guilty
• Saying no without writing a novel of excuses
• Choosing rest on purpose instead of collapsing from burnout
• Being present even when things are loud, messy, and mildly unhinged

Intentional doesn’t mean slow. It doesn’t mean quiet. And it definitely doesn’t mean everything is calm.

It means I’m choosing it.

Parenting With Intention (Send Help)

Doing things with intention as a parent is… a journey.

Some days, intention looks like:

• Getting on the floor to play instead of scrolling
• Listening all the way through a story that makes absolutely no sense
• Pausing before reacting (instead of immediately choosing chaos)

Other days, intention looks like:

• Ordering takeout because everyone is tired
• Letting the kids watch one more episode so I can breathe
• Admitting I’m overstimulated and need five minutes alone

Both count. Growth and survival can coexist.

Work, Life, and All the In-Between

Professionally, intention means I’m paying attention to where my energy goes.

I want my work to align with my values.
I want my calendar to reflect my priorities.
I want to show up fully—not just be busy for the sake of being busy.

I’m done glorifying exhaustion. (Sure.)
I’m done wearing burnout like a badge of honor.
I’m done pretending that “just pushing through” doesn’t have consequences. (Are you sure it does though?)

This year, I’m choosing impact over optics.

The Goal Isn’t Perfection—It’s Awareness

Here’s the truth: I’m definitely going to mess up.

I’ll overcommit.
I’ll lose my patience.
I’ll forget to slow down until my body forces me to.

But the difference this year is that I’m noticing.

And noticing is something, right? It has to be at least a start.

Because when you’re intentional, you don’t need to change everything—you just need to change the why behind it.

So here’s to a year of doing things on purpose.
Messy. Loud. Imperfect. Meaningful.

And if nothing else… at least I’ll know I chose it.

Confidently winging it—powered by chaos and caffeine. ☕🔥