new years resolutions

I didn’t make any new year’s resolutions this year. I guess I could make all kinds of excuses about the hype surrounding resolutions and how no one really keeps theirs anyway, but I’ll admit to the truth…I didn’t make any resolutions because I was much too lazy to change come January 1st. And I was feeling pretty perfect at the time anyway.

But. We’re a solid two months into 2008 now. I’m 26. I’ve been cold since November. My TV stories were cruelly taken away from me for months, and I’ve read every Jodi Picoult novel I can find. And so? I’ve been forced to do some thinking. And there are some things I’d like to work on this year. I guess.

This year, I resolve to:

Feel guilty less.

I consistently feel guilty. Like every day. And I think that’s not normal? On most days, I make decisions about what I’m going to do based not on what makes me happiest, but on what might make me feel less guilty. This is a pretty shitty reason to do anything when you think about it.

Here is a list of things that make me feel like a bad person:

- not checking my work email at midnight
- “forgetting” to put on underwear
- dipping fries in my frosty
- doing things I actually want to do instead of polling the whole world to see what everyone else wants me to do

So I’m just going to stop feeling guilty about stuff. it’s that easy, right?

Speak my mind more.

I have opinions. lots of them, really. But on too many social occasions I open my mouth to say something and I’ll stop myself short because….would that offend this person? Would that person find it inappropriate and alienating? So to silence the internal debate, I end up saying nothing. And by saying nothing, I most likely look like a huge ditz who has nothing to say. Annnd It probably doesn’t help that I am a legitimate blonde now. It even says so on my license. Ha. Then again, my license also says I weigh 135 pounds. But I digress…yeah. Say stuff. I used to do it all the time when I was a kid so I know I have it in me.

Break a sweat at least 3 times a week.

I bought a gym membership so I might as well use it. And as much as I curse the gym on my way in, I always feel happy (if a little noodley and light headed) on my way out. Besides, I really want to look hot this summer.

BUT. Don’t feel too guilty if I skip the gym.

Substitute one of the eight diet cokes I drink per day for water.

Because I hear water tastes like life. Also, apparently diet coke is right next to cigarettes in the health food isle of life.

That’s it. I don’t care to get too crazy too quickly.