I’m really not one for New Year’s resolutions these days. It’s not that I dislike the idea of reflecting on the past little while and figuring out what to keep and what to change – indeed, I think that’s an incredibly important exercise. But doing so at the End of the Year seems too scripted for my tastes. I like to think that I can have this reflection and introspection without being tied to a particular date.
Still, there are a couple of things that have been ongoing for a while, things I’d like to continue to work on in the coming months. Some of them are personal enough that they’ll stay in my head (at least for now), but here are a few of them:
1. Write more. This one is simple enough – I have a few projects kicking around in my head, such as the Wisdom Unlooked-For essays, a couple of short stories that I want to finish, and some exercises in a writing book I got for Christmas. One way I’ll be measuring this is with a dated journal I picked up recently. It’s nothing fancy – just a page for each day of the year. I originally bought it with the intention of using it for a daily journal or some such, but I revisited that plan almost immediately. Instead of saying “Write a page a day,” I’m simply committing to filling the book up within 12 months. I’m three days “ahead” after the first two weeks, and I like the idea. Of course, only a portion of what I write is in that journal – some of what ends up at Green Scissors will start there, or letters, or snippets of stories, but certainly not all of it. Even so I’m pleased to have something measurable to look at.
2. Get in better shape. By this, I mean “a less round shape.” I’ve lost 10 pounds since Thanksgiving, which I’m rather pleased about. Of course, half of that was weight that I lost in the first couple of months of 2005 and subsequently regained, but we’ll take what we can get. As it is, I’m now about 10 pounds lighter now than I was the last time I said “Dammit, I need to lose weight.” So it’s a start, at least.
3. Continue working to be less cynical. Skepticism is one thing, but when I let that part of me have free rein, I descend into a dark mood that I have to really work to get out of. It’s not one of my better traits, to say the least. But I’m working on it, dammit. To wit: Last night, I got home at around 2am from a short trip to St. Louis to visit family for the new year. We had our annual White Elephant gift exchange, and I rang in the new year standing around a campfire with a plastic party hat on my head. It was a good time, and the trip home was also pleasant, as I spent approximately 4 ½ hours talking to a friend on the cell phone. That made the drive pass much more quickly. I made it home at about 2am with nary a problem from the car the whole way. Life was good…until I decided to go out to get a haircut this morning, that is. Two blocks down the road, the Check Engine light came on, the car started sputtering and when I popped open the hood and started it up again, I saw (yikes!) sparks jumping off the alternator. Now, my immediate thought was “Goddamn it, what a lousy time for this to happen!” About 3 seconds later, though, I realized that it was the PERFECT time. Two driving hours earlier, and it would have happened just after midnight with me about 130 miles from home. So I’m about as cheerful as I have ever been while having a mechanic look at my car.
Hm. And now they’ve called to report that they can’t replicate any of the problems I had, and when they took it out for a spin it ran perfectly. I am confused by this, but we’ll hope the same is true for me when I pick it up. Maybe the car just needed a little mechanic osmosis, rather like the computers I fix for friends and family.
So, it would appear that this list will remain incomplete for a bit. I’m off to start the day – three hours late but moving fast, as the saying goes.