Every year I mentally make note of what I hope to accomplish in the new year. Some happen and some don't. This year has gone by so incredibly fast I can't even think of what I wanted to accomplish at the beginning of 2005, other than getting a job.
So, if you take that into consideration I guess I've accomplished that much. I hope readers have enjoyed the articles and columns I have written in my first year as a writer. I never thought I would be working as a writer for a newspaper twenty years ago. It has been a lot of fun meeting people and getting out and about in the community. The more enthusiastic you are about your stories the easier it is to write them, which also makes them much more enjoyable to read.
I also know every year I tell myself that I will be more organized. The only problem with that resolution is the question of, "more organized than what?" I guess I need to be more specific and maybe take the organization battle in small steps. I should probably give up one or two of the many irons I have in the proverbial fire. However, I really like all my little hobbies and much to my husband's dismay I like trying new hobbies too.
I think this year I will make some small and somewhat challenging resolutions. For example, breaking 300 points in the Full Draw Archery Club leagues. Last week I made it to 240 without my humongous handicap so I am pretty sure I can eventually get there.
Another goal is to complete one scrapbook album per month. That would help me get twelve albums done. Since I have twenty plus years worth of photos to get into albums that is a major accomplishment. The only two that have been done so far are my wedding album and Brian's fishing album that he made for hobby day at school last year. I have a long way to go.
Whittling down my expansive fabric collection would also be a great goal. By that I mean actually using the fabric for the projects they were intended for. One or two projects per month should put a small dent in it.
Of course there are always the health resolutions. I know I have to drop a zillion pounds . . . but (that's but not butt), as always, finding the time or taking the time seems like a chore in of itself.
Honestly, if I felt like exercising I would drag my butt (yes that is butt) out of bed at zero dark thirty every morning and go to a gym or something. Evenings are way to full with other activities and I am just not willing to have supper at 7 p.m. at night which is what would happen if I went somewhere after work.
Okay, okay, my resolution is to get exercise at least one time a week for the first month, then two times a week the second and third month, and then three times a week the rest of the months. I will bite the bullet and put exercise in my daily planner that I resolve to use and look at everyday this year. I will let you know how that works out.
Procrastination is my middle name, or least it should be. I don't know why but I will start something well in advance of when it needs to be done, then nine out ten times I end up completing it at the last minute. It never fails.
Although I usually do some of my best work this way, I haven't quite figured out what it is about my personality that leads me to this. So, I resolve not to procrastinate on two out ten things instead of nine this year. Maybe, eventually, I won't procrastinate at all.
Other plans include camping and fishing weekends with my family this summer. Clearing out the clutter that drives my husband to madness. Taking better care of our yard. I thought about planting a vegetable garden, but that would be one more iron in the fire I don't need, and I can't keep the dog out of the flowers, so I guess I'll pass. My kitchen is going to have wait at least another year so I'll save that resolution for 2007.
Maybe resolutions should be wishes instead. Then I could wish for all the things I want to accomplish and they would magically come true. Oh what a world it would be if that were the case. Wish me luck and have your own happy new year.