As per usual, I have decided not to attempt any new year’s resolutions this year. Positive changes and different approaches to living are all good ideas, but when you add the new year angle I believe you are just setting yourself up for a loss. I stopped smoking about twenty years ago, but I did not do it as a resolution. I just stopped in April.
So when it comes to new year’s resolutions, I resolve not to participate. Nor will I accessorize.
This year I hope to eat better, lose some weight, and get more exercise. But that has more to do with a high cholesterol level than a new year’s resolution. In fact I have already started on my new regimen, I’m about a month into it in fact. I do miss my old pals including butter and cheese, but have found some new buddies called oatmeal and kale. They’re not nearly as much fun, but I’m told they are better for me. I guess I was hanging with the wrong crowd.
Earlier in the fall, I thought I would give a shot to accessorizing. I took to wearing a scarf and cap even though the weather was mild. I tend to dress the way I write, and the way I like to read. Nothing superfluous. If it’s cold out I’ll wear a hat and scarf; if not, why would I bother? I’m only going to misplace them. I like authors who get to the point: Ernest Hemmingway and Georges Simenon come to mind. If you tell me the sky is blue, I get it. No need, really, to describe any further. Certainly no need to go on for paragraphs and pages explaining that it is the same blue as your aunt Tilly’s eyes when she sang Danny Boy.
Cut to the chase.
So when it comes to new year’s resolutions, I resolve not to participate; I think I’ll be a success. Nor will I accessorize, although I managed to hang on to my two accessories.