Resolutions

I'll be honest with you, Bloggonauts: I don't have high hopes for Twenty11.

I already know what I have in store for me in the year ahead. There will be school with its school drama; work with its far-fetched projects, deadlines, committees, and work drama; internships; homework; bills; changing of the cat litter; and not a lot of time to squeeze in any travel in the middle.

I'm paraphrasing here but, "All Work And No Play Make Heather A Miserable Girl."

As the new year was about to roll in, everyone got talking about New Year's Resolutions. Did I have any in mind? Answer: No. And why not? Because I don't have time for fun. If I don't have time for fun, how will I have time for resolution accomplishment?

To humor these Resolution Seekers, I went ahead and made my list. Keep in mind, naysayers, that nobody ever said they had to be life-altering and profound.

Resolution 1: Create a list of resolutions.

Resolution 2: Breathe each and every day.

Resolution 3: Do one amazing thing in 2011.

Resolution 4: Eat too much at Thanksgiving and buy presents at Christmas.

Resolution 5: Make an effort not to be quite so emo about grad school. At the very least, don't go postal.

Resolution 6: Hang that picture frame that I bought sometime in the summer and just put pictures in around Thanksgiving.

Resolution 7: Install the hooks in the closet (aka, "Finish the last step on that bedroom redecorating I did last February")

Resolution 8: Buy milk.

Resolution 9: Teach cats how to scratch on their new scratch toy.

Resolution 10: Don't feel bad when the cats fail to understand new scratch toy, like they did the treat ball.


I feel good about this list. I've already accomplished something, and I'm well on my way with Resolution #2. As for #8, we don't need milk but I'm sure at some point in the remaining 364 days we probably will.

And you know, this blog might be my #3.