Resolutions
Dec 1st, 2012 by Shalee
I’ve never understood why people wait until the new year to make resolutions.
I mean, if you’re going to make promises to yourself only to break them, why not do them at the end of the year so that you can shrug it off with the old rather than at the time when all feels fresh and new?
Or, if by some odd aligning of the planets (or by what I have heard is called willpower – not that I’ve actually experienced it, mind you) you happen to still have kept your promise into the new year, then you have a running start at actually making a change and your outlook at the year is so much brighter.
Yeah, you’ve missed that kind of thinking on this philosophical site, haven’t you?
I’m more of the “resolutions, schmesolutions” kind of gal. I figure if I’m going to change something, I’ll just buck up and do it.
So… this is me bucking.
I want to write more. I’ve had a lot to say, but I’ve not taken the time to sit down and pound it out on my keyboard. And you know what that means, right?
I forget what I want to say.
I’m such a model of organization and with-it-ness…
I know. Sometimes I surprise myself with my dizzying intellect and stellar methodology.
I’m not going wild with this commitment or anything. I used to write daily. DAILY. Oh, the pressure to find something worthwhile to say every. stinkin’. day.
Okay, a lot of the ramblings weren’t worthwhile, but that’s beside the point, right?
But I’m thinking that a weekly rambling would suffice for my self-imposed promise. That way if I write once a week, I’m golden. If I write more than once, well, then that’s just extra icing on the cake!
Which would be dark, rich chocolate cake, by the way. And the icing… maybe dark chocolate too. I’m kind of feeling the chocolate love right now.
But I digress… (and salivate, but you didn’t need to know that, methinks.)
So we’ll see how I do. Hopefully I fall into the “running start for the new year” group rather than the “well, that was a nice thought, but I didn’t really have the determination to see it through” failings.
But I make no promises. :)
Love how your mind works. It’s so… familiar, somehow.