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resonantI'm sure I'm not the only one who's happy to see the back of 2004. Let's hope for a slightly lower body count next year.
The kidlet celebrated New Year's Eve by joyfully jumping on some bubble wrap on the kitchen floor. That's the extent of the celebration we have planned. New Year's Eve, like Super Bowl Sunday, is a holiday I celebrate by taking great pleasure in gloating over all the things I'm not doing. (Not staggering home, drunk and burdened with a smoke-generated sinus headache, while the ice storm they're predicting turns the roads into a luge, for example.)
So. My resolutions for 2005:
1. Eat more salads.
2. Give blood every time I'm eligible.
3. Do a Writing Biz Check every Monday: double-check the status of all the stuff I'm trying to sell, and if anything came back to me the previous week, send it out again.
I need a fourth one, about not wasting so much of my rare and precious solitude messing around on the computer, but I'm not sure how to word it.
I'm picky about the wording of resolutions; they have to be specific, and they have to apply only to things that I have complete control over. (For instance, I won't say, "I will learn calculus this year," partly because afterwards we'd all be deafened by the hysterical laughter of the universe, but also because it's not entirely in my control what I learn. It's only in my control what I do, so the proper wording is something like, "I will study calculus for an hour a day, five days a week," or whatever.)
So I'll be working on that this evening.
The kidlet has resolved to have fun and the spouse has resolved to lighten up. If anybody's resolution-less, I can recommend those two.
The kidlet celebrated New Year's Eve by joyfully jumping on some bubble wrap on the kitchen floor. That's the extent of the celebration we have planned. New Year's Eve, like Super Bowl Sunday, is a holiday I celebrate by taking great pleasure in gloating over all the things I'm not doing. (Not staggering home, drunk and burdened with a smoke-generated sinus headache, while the ice storm they're predicting turns the roads into a luge, for example.)
So. My resolutions for 2005:
1. Eat more salads.
2. Give blood every time I'm eligible.
3. Do a Writing Biz Check every Monday: double-check the status of all the stuff I'm trying to sell, and if anything came back to me the previous week, send it out again.
I need a fourth one, about not wasting so much of my rare and precious solitude messing around on the computer, but I'm not sure how to word it.
I'm picky about the wording of resolutions; they have to be specific, and they have to apply only to things that I have complete control over. (For instance, I won't say, "I will learn calculus this year," partly because afterwards we'd all be deafened by the hysterical laughter of the universe, but also because it's not entirely in my control what I learn. It's only in my control what I do, so the proper wording is something like, "I will study calculus for an hour a day, five days a week," or whatever.)
So I'll be working on that this evening.
The kidlet has resolved to have fun and the spouse has resolved to lighten up. If anybody's resolution-less, I can recommend those two.