Resolutions

I’m not one for regrets, but I’m definitely one for resolutions.  I make them all the time.  Each Monday I resolve to be more organized at work.  On Tuesdays, I plan to get to the gym more often.  Wednesdays bring me face to face with the goal of getting Spicy Girl to sleep in her own room.  Thursdays, I promise to leave work at work, with the inevitability of Friday’s resolution to find a new job.  And the weekends – it’s one giant resolution usually having to do with finding time in the week to do errands, so the weekend isn’t gummed up with trips to and from wherever I need to go to do whatever has to be done.

So, when we are approaching the New Year, well then – now I really need to do some thinking.  Sure, saving money, losing weight and finding a better dermatologist annually make the list, but this year, I want to make the most of my failed attempt to make my life better.

I mean, why go with the basics, when I can really blow it out of the water?  So, here it is – this year I resolve to quit resolving and actually do it all.  Believe me, the list is long, and some of it is simply not do-able.  But, here’s how I will treat those not do-able items – I will tell someone that they can’t be done, and then I will move on.  Scratch the damn thing off the list, and quit it from haunting me.

That’s right world, this year, I am going to, in no particular order:

-Write a book (with research and annotations, and everything!)

-Devise a fitness and eating plan that are not going to fail me (then write my second book!)

-Read books (that aren’t made of boards)

-Read the newspaper (if I can find one that isn’t out of business)

-Do something with my digital photos (remember, a flash drive is not a scrap book)

-Learn how to use my online banking system (and stop sending my bank digital photos of my vacation)

-See a movie (in the theater)

OK, the last one is probably not going to happen.  Sitters can be so unreliable.