I’m making a few resolutions this year.Â Some are no brainers.Â Others, not so much.Â I wasn’t going to make any resolutions this year, but then I was reading a column by a writer from Vermont, Jessie Raymond, and she made the point that declining to make resolutions implies that you are perfect.Â I’m hardly perfect.Â No one is.Â So, I’ve made a few resolutions that I feel are reasonable, and that I have a possible chance of keeping.
First, I resolve not to kill anyone.Â I know you’re thinking that shouldn’t be so hard.Â I’ve never even shoplifted, and I have trouble being mean to pit bulls.Â You’d be wrong.Â I’m a victim of poor career choices and biological imperatives.Â (I’m in IT and a mother of a teenager – and others.)Â Refraining from doing someone physical harm is a daily struggle.Â I ameliorate these urges by biting wit and snappy comebacks (mostly sarcasm).Â Â And by using big words like "ameliorate."
I resolve to refrain from smoking.Â "What??" you say?Â "But you don’t smoke!"Â Exactly.Â I needed one I could definitely ace.
I resolve to plant my garden in a timely fashion this year.Â That means I’ll put it in before June.Â It was a tad late last year.Â Oh, and I don’t plant broccoli and cabbage next to the tomatos.Â That didn’t work well.Â It turns out that they don’t like each other.Â I had no idea that they were so exclusive!
I resolve to stop putting my dishes in the sink.Â While I may feel that’s the appropriate place for dirty dishes, it drives Jeff nuts.Â Since he does the dishes most of the time, and I don’t want to, I think it’s only right that I should consider his feelings on this matter.
Happy New Year (A little late…)
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