I still don’t have any grand year end/new beginning things to say. I don’t make resolutions. I have small goals and I think that’s the way to go. No one keeps big new year goals. By March they can’t even remember what they said while sipping mimosas on New Year’s Day.
This month I have to:
Not kill the loud girl that sits next to me at work.
Study for LSW exam.
Go back to the gym on a regular basis.
Start eating real people food again.
I’ve done all of these things before. It’s just a matter of getting myself together all at once and making a lunge forward instead of spinning in circles with my helmet on.
My New Years was kind of a mess and it was kind of my fault. I’m uncoordinated and hurt my hand, drank too much and got sick. But I did it in style, with my nice sparkly dress and borrowed diamonds. Class and grace. That’s all me.
Bullshit. Wasn’t your fault. Anyway, who wants a New Years without any stories of injuries or drunkenness? Now that’d be a boring celebration!