A new year. A new you. New possibilities and new year resolutions. I like making them. The same way I like new notebooks. Keeping a diary or a to do list. But resolutions work with commitment. One can't just make them then turn off the alarm the first day it goes off reminding you its time to get up and go to that yoga class.
So here we go again. My new year comes with the change seasons. Goodbye to Summer. . Hello to Fall
I make the resolutions one would make with a real new year ahead. Both the earnest and the not so earnest ones. I won't go into the truly heavy ones. Like loose 20lbs. Find the meaning of life. Go live in a shack,work the land, find inner peace.
Lets stick to the more mundane.
So this year I want to buy tickets to plays. Not just think about it than say I wish I had. Especially when it than becomes a "hit' . Sounds doable.
Exercise. Sure. Whatever you say
Join a gym. Go to said gym.
Only buy shoes that are comfortable. Seriously. Will try but can't promise I will stick to that plan. Can save money but does sound boring.
Don't buy handbags just because they're cute. What other reason is there. So far it doesn't sound like Im going to be very successful with these resolutions. Well, at least I'll try. I think.
No bread when out eating. No matter how good the restaurant is or the bread looks. Just smile and drink as the bread passes you by. I am getting better at this. But really come on even when its awesome bread and I promise myself to run 3 miles in the morning.
Shop Less. I wish. I really wish I could. Its like heaven to me. Stepping out from reality for a bit. And what's so wrong about buying a little this and a little that. Don't place the blame on me. It's all that advertising. Who can blame a girl for looking.
Drink less. Seriously. You already have me not eating the bread.
Sleep on better pillows. Don't know where I'll find them. Have been looking off and on forever. But I promise to keep looking.
Carry bags with both hands. Have tried that one too. Never seems the right fen shui. Awkward. Although I know its better for the body. The posture. Life. Feels so unchic though. But I will try. Promise.
Don't hog the aisle seat. Be more flexible and giving. Again. Come on. I am not that selfish to begin with. Can't I act out every now and again.
No more reality TV. Don't really watch it. But what will I talk to my friends about. Especially on the elevator in the morning with our coffees in hand. Don't know how I feel about that. I do tend to live vicariously.
Buy something. An apartment.A house. Something. For your old age. For prosperity. Really? Where did you come form. Thought I had relegated you to the 'coulda' shoulda' woulda' memory bank. But here you go coming out of the woodwork again. You do know yo give me anxiety? And this is a new year. Operative word. No anxiety.
Last but not least. Appreciate all. Come on now. Really that's pushing it. Can't I just be. Thought the deal was I can be my same old (miserable) self and still have a great year.
And the vary last one. Stick to all the above. Im allowed to argue it out with myself (which I've already started doing). Philosophize it out. Meditate it out. But not recommended to at least not try and stick it out.
Peace. And Happy New Year. Happy New You.