New year resolutions. Who makes them? For the longest time I saved my (im)possible good intentions for my Birth Day. To me, that was my new year, my personal day to kick my own ass. I didn’t like January 1st promises. Just the thought of making resolutions on that particular day always seemed to spell failure, as if they could be jinxed from the very start. And they all sounded the same: exercising, flossing, drinking more water, drinking less beer, whatever. It always sounded so rote, so ridiculous. Butbutbut…there is something about wiping the slate clean, starting over. I like the idea of going into that confessional of promises and being able to come out brand new. To begin again.
Back on that OtherSpace I grumbled about having the best intentions with projects. I don’t think it was anew year but I ranted anyway. I ranted about projects left half finished, neglected and mostly forgotten. After that rant guess how far I got? I got as far as hanging artwork. All the important pieces are on the wall (thanks, Scott). That’s it. This is the time, I have decided, to step it up. Finish it up. Do it up. Rock the resolutions. Now really is the time. Let’s review:
- Finish the rock quit
- Finish the honeymoon blanket
- Cook up the recipes
- Organize the photo albums
- Cork the frame
- Pen the cards
~*LunaSea*~ 