I know it’s getting a little late to be making any sort of resolution or declaration for the new year, but it has taken me awhile to decide on the most important things that need to change in my life, and what I intend to do differently from here on out. My life has changed so drastically in the past year, that I really needed to take a step back and examine what I needed to change to keep the positive changes coming.
1. Get in Shape: The most common resolution among Americans is to lose weight. I decided that since I have vowed this before and I have never stuck with it that I would change it around some this time. I am not comfortable with the number that I see on the scale and the flubber that has taken up residency on my ass, thighs, and midsection (who ever is?). I have pretty much turned myself into a homebody because I don’t like the way I look in my clothes, not my old ones or any of the new ones that I have bought whose tags boast larger size tags. Blimp is the adjective that I have started using to describe the way I look. I was already self-conscious about it and when Jake made a comment about it, I lost it!
While I do intend to lose a few lb’s I am really more interested in losing the inches and toning everything up like it used to be. Maybe if I got my flact stomach and tight ass back, Jake would think I look too good to have kids and that argument would soon be dropped! *wink, wink*
2. Stop Smoking: I have been battling this since September. I went two weeks without a cigarette and with out a craving, then the stress of moving and everything else took it’s toll on me and before I knew what was really going on I was lighting up again. Then my grandpa died and my Bic was flicking with a vengence never before seen.
The past few weeks I had cut myself back to only 3 cigarettes a day, and it seemed like such a worthless habitsince I was now immune to the high and the cravings. I honestly don’t remember ever having cravings, unless I was drinking (which I have also cut way back on since my fling with a whole bottle of Rangpur Tanquary at Christmas). I decided not to keep track of the number of days that I went without a cigarette and that seems to be working really well. If you are thinking constantly about how many days it has been since you had a cigarette, then the thought of having one creeps up on you without you even realizing.
3. Write a Book: I was totally serious about this until a couple of weeks ago I bough and read Janet Evanovich’s autobiographical “How I Write”. I knew there was a lot to writing a book, but DAMN! I was having visions of myself surrounded by stacks of books written by me and hoards of people waiting for my autograph and reading reviews in magazines stating that I was the “next JK Rowling”,
While I have pretty much let the notion of writing an actual novel fall by the wayside, I have decided to write a collection of short stories, which I have already began. I am not concerned about having anything I write published, I just want that feeling of accomplishment and to be able to hand my family a manuscript that I even printed myself on colorful paper and hearin them sing my praises.
4. FINISH THE HOUSE: I AM SICK OF LIVING IN A CONSTRUCTION ZONE!!! IF I HAVE TO DO IT ALL MYSELF, (WHILE SERVING TIME FOR MURDER, OR AT LEAST AGGRAVATED ASSULT, FOR GOING AFTER OUR CONTRACTOR). I SWEAR BY NEXT CHRISTMAS I WILL HAVE A PERFECTLY RENNOVATED HISTORIC VICTORIAN HOME AND A DINING ROOM TABLE BIG ENOUGH TO SIT MY FAMILY FOR CHRISTMAS DINNER OR I AM GOING TO TIE THE CONTRACTOR TO A TREE AND POKE HIM WITH SHARP STICKS AND BLOW SMOKE IN HIS FACE!!!...(AND LET PEANUT PEE ON HIM!!)
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