Fake resolutions?
sdn suggested here that rather than making New Year's resolutions (a set up for guilt and failure), we make fake resolutions, to let ourselves off our particular hooks. I'm not exactly clear what she meant by this, but here are mine, quite tongue in cheek:I will go to every sparring class and get through them without getting winded or bursting into tears.
I will stretch my inner hamstrings to the point of flexibility that I can kick any other student at my dojo in the head.
I will cook a meal that is so utterly delicious that every member of my family will slap the forehead and exclaim, "Damn, I never knew what I was missing before! From now on, I'll be eating onions! Voluntarily!"
I will use at least some of my awesome powers to keep the house clean.
I will dazzle my coworkers so much with my mad skillz that they'll beg me never to take a day off. Then I'll take a day off anyway.
I will dash off an exquisitely sensitive and beautiful novel in 30-second bursts, each snippet composed while brushing and flossing my teeth.
I will keep a personal (paper) journal that is so wise, brilliant, observant, funny and insightful that people will still be discussing with awe five hundred years later.
I will create a garden so beautiful that complete strangers will knock on my door and beg to be allowed to photograph it.
I will drink a glass of wine a day--purely for medicinal purposes. I will eat dark chocolate every day--purely for pleasure.
And you?
I will stretch my inner hamstrings to the point of flexibility that I can kick any other student at my dojo in the head.
I will cook a meal that is so utterly delicious that every member of my family will slap the forehead and exclaim, "Damn, I never knew what I was missing before! From now on, I'll be eating onions! Voluntarily!"
I will use at least some of my awesome powers to keep the house clean.
I will dazzle my coworkers so much with my mad skillz that they'll beg me never to take a day off. Then I'll take a day off anyway.
I will dash off an exquisitely sensitive and beautiful novel in 30-second bursts, each snippet composed while brushing and flossing my teeth.
I will keep a personal (paper) journal that is so wise, brilliant, observant, funny and insightful that people will still be discussing with awe five hundred years later.
I will create a garden so beautiful that complete strangers will knock on my door and beg to be allowed to photograph it.
I will drink a glass of wine a day--purely for medicinal purposes. I will eat dark chocolate every day--purely for pleasure.
And you?