"Well, look at this!" I announced, holding the book for G to see. "This is what I need!"
"Ha," she snorted. "I would put off reading that."
"Yeah, me too," I agreed. But I bought it anyway.
Now the missive sits next to me, dog-eared and highlighted, adorned with 15 post-it notes, all instructing me to declutter this and organize that. It's actually working! I've cleaned out my entire office (all of my work and personal files), and I feel positively lighter. My brain is being decluttered, and I feel like I am finally in control of my own destiny, as opposed to just hiding in Friends reruns, willing myself to feel inspired to write, to clean, to cook, to exercise. To live my life. I am doing it, and that's that.
So here it is, my 2009 Resolution list. It is considerably smaller than last year's. Drumroll please:
(Joy to the World!)
- I will finish what I start.
- I will write. And write. And write. And when I am spent? I will then write some more.
- I will become a more loving, caring wife, daughter, grand-daughter, sister, cousin, and friend. (See also: more timely "thank you" notes.)
- I will get into supreme physical shape via increased cardio, strength-training, yoga, and healthy eating. (Okay, okay, I know it's trite, but really, what do you have if you don't have your health? Besides, I am also very interested in wearing a bikini this year with zero misgivings. Sue me.)
- I will drink less. Lest I become haggardly elder lady. In my THIRTIES.
So that's that. And yeah. It'll happen this year. I feel it.
On a separate, unrelated note, the new Bachelor looks like George W. Bush. And he just said "amazing journey" twice. I bet this time, things'll work out.