Resolutions NOT to Make Resolutions
I’m not normally a resolution maker, but I think as I age I can see the wisdom in such an exercise. Know what else I’ve learned with age? Life is too short to:
a) wait until you’re alone to pull your underwear out of your butt,
b) obey the sign that says, NO RIGHT TURN ON RED and
c) listen to anyone who suggests that watching two hours of botfly infestation videos on YouTube is a waste of time.
First, I want to cook more. Oh gawd, my roommate’s husband is going to read that and start calling every day to make sure I haven’t burned down the house. Not going to happen! He’s immediately going to buy me a fire extinguisher.
Next, I’d like to read more books. I could tell you the specific number of books I have in mind for the year, but then you would know how little I’m reading now, and that may be the one thing in my life I’m too embarrassed to share. It’s just… all those episodes of “America’s Next Top Model” and “Real Housewives… of Atlanta, Beverly Hills and Miami” aren’t going to watch themselves, and next thing you know the free time that I would have used to read a book is gone!
And finally (yes, there are only three things on this list, otherwise I’d be too overwhelmed), and this one is going to sound weird, but I want to quit smoking. I’ve been smoking since I was 16 and I won’t dare tell you how old I am now. I am noticing health issues that someone my age should not have and my vanity is getting the best of me, I’ve noticed fine lines around my mouth. P.S.P warned me about Botox so my options of eliminating fine lines are zero unless I got a face lift.
Spill it. What are you aiming for this year (three months later in March, on Native time)?