Resolutions that contain a modicum of hope in being fulfilled:
1. Evict laziness from my life by actually doing the thing I think about when I think about it.
2. Step outside the flat every day at least once, even if it’s only to take out rubbish – smell real life going on.
3. Do more writing and creative activities than passive watching of the box.
4. Read the piles of books on my shelves and write reviews.
5. Settle down and finish editing (begin) the work in progress.
6. Lay the hall carpet – this year for sure!
Well, that doesn’t sound too difficult and there are very good reasons to ensure I carry them out. But, I’m already feeling the laziness attacking me from my bed and suggesting that I stay here today instead of going out; I took all the rubbish out last night and it’s too dull outside for good photography. My eyes are killing me because of the dust I disturbed while preparing for Christmas – and I’m digesting feedback from the new first chapter plus the eyes are not up to reading too much…and if I even attempt to lay that carpet the dust will get into my lungs and kill me!
There’s always tomorrow, and tomorrow and the days after.
Oh and don't forget number 7
7. Lose weight.
I like that - make resolutions and immediately make excuses for why they might not be accomplished. Funny! I just don't make them and no one can point out later how badly I did. :)
ReplyDeleteOh - and I like the pink. Dark blogs are kind of hard for me to read so the pink is wonderful!