My New Year’s Resolutions for 2012 are...
Since 2006 I have been writing down my New Year achievements, note I do not call them resolutions as this word has rather negative connotations for me now as everyone always expects you to fail. Probably because they have.
And although the Oxford dictionary states that the quality of being resolute is ‘determined, unwavering’, resolutions just sound like miserable hard work and I want my life to be better not harder. Hence I think of my resolutions as happy things I want to achieve. Yes, yes I realise I am just trying to trick my brain and body into behaving better but it works for me. (Mostly.) Plus, because I write them down I can look back through the years and see where I failed so I am guilt-tripped into trying harder.
Anyhow, enough of the semantics, here are my resolutions/things I hope to achieve for 2012...
1 I am going to learn how to kick-ass. The Daily Mail online is a guilty pleasure at Handbag Towers, mainly just to bitch about how awful it is but I am so fed up being depressed by it that I have completely stopped logging on. Sadly it has actually scared me. Too many stories of humans being horrid to each other for no reason have left me a bit worried about walking home late at night and I hate feeling like that. So next year I am going to get strong, to kick butt, and fast, to run away. Hey, I’m no super-heroine kick-ass babe in a PVC catsuit, but if I was Wonderwoman/Catwoman/Supergirl all you crims would have to watch out. And I suspect my boyfriend would be VERY happy but for very different reasons.
2 I am going to practise the piano to get back to grade five standard. To do this I am going to practise at least three times a week for at least 30 minutes a time. Music is really important to me and I get a lot of joy from it yet seem to prioritise the washing up over practise. This has to stop. The washing up will still be there 30 minutes later. Shame.
3 I am going to date my boyfriend at least once a month. As time goes on quality time has become sparse. With a four year old in tow, nights off are a rare treat and as tempting as it is to catch up with girl friends I haven’t seen in ages, my boyfriend deserves to see me in something other than his joggers and I deserve not to have to cook dinner every night. Hence date night. Let’s just hope they don’t turn out like that crap Steve Carrell film.
4 I am going to learn how cook mussels. This is a 2011 achievement that I didn’t er, achieve, but now that I’ve mastered poaching an egg properly (this was an achievement back in 2010, pats self on back) I should be able to tackle those tasty little shellfish. Hmm, I shall be trying this out on myself as seafood poisoning is pretty horrific and I do not think watching my best friends throw up the dinner I just fed them will make 2012 memorable for the right reasons.
5 January will be a month of frugality. Hitting ASDA in the week before Christmas was a) a big mistake, b) a hard lesson in learning how to perform a three-point-turn with a trolley in a very tight space and c) slightly saddening for the soul. Seeing all the food piled high in people’s trolleys made me think, ‘really?’ And don’t get me wrong, I was obviously there doing my shopping but I was seriously tight this year, partly through necessity (being skint) and partly because I just don’t want there to be any waste. So this January I am resolving not to buy anything that isn’t an essential. And I’ve even taken vodka off my essentials list because apparently it isn’t.
NB There is one major exception to this as 13 January is my 30th birthday and a girl needs a fabulous dress for the big 3-0. (I am seeking this out in the sales though – more money for vodka, ha ha!)
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