The spiral of good intentions

So now of course I have this plan to start a new diet as soon as we get back from Hawaii. I’m planning to follow it to the letter, which will be…not difficult, really, but it will require some thinking and planning and cooking and strategic shopping. Well, fine. I can do that.

The problem, though, is my brain gets hold of the New! Life! Plan! and cannot stop. Before I realized what was happening, I had mentally made plans to also:

• Write out detailed meal plans as soon as we get back.
• Start getting up at 5 a.m. twice a week to go to yoga.
• Lift weights three times a week.
• Walk every day.
• Go back to taking vitamins regularly.
• Sell or give away every unwanted item in the garage, guest room, and basement.
• Move one of my garden mint plants to an indoor pot and replace it with something less aggressive outside.
• Resume meditating every day.
• Start going to bed at 9.
• Keep track of how long I use my standing desk and continually try to increase my time.
• Interior decorate!
• Shake things up by doing a different exercise every now and then, like swimming or rowing or running stairs.
• Maybe start trying that Miracle Morning thing again, now that I’ve learned more about it.
• Resume having regular family dinners.
• Never waste time again as long as I live in any fashion.

I only wish I was kidding. I caught myself before any of this got written down or (God forbid) entered into an Excel spreadsheet.

Are other people like this? And are their life ambitions as shallow and stupid as mine?