January 1, 2005
Resolved [Vers. 2005]
- I resolve to sleep in my makeup every night.
- I resolve to skip the sunscreen every morning, and then
to complain about how "wrinkly" I'm starting to look, especially around my
eyes and my mouth.
- I resolve to let my husband do all of the laundry and
housework around our apartment, and then to gripe because he doesn't do
it as well as *I* would do it.
- I resolve to chew with my mouth open, especially in public.
- I resolve to treat my adult children as
though they're still helpless, incompetent infants in need of
my constant supervision and unsolicited advice. [And my credit card.]
- I resolve to completely ignore my
website for months at a time. [Then I resolve to feel all sad and neglected whenever
I check my guestbook and there are no new entries ...
not even a non-comment from
that ridiculous Muugu creature who goes around the
Internet dropping creepy indiscriminate gibberish into guestbooks worldwide.]
- I resolve to wear nothing but pale yellow and moss green.
- I resolve to read the first fourteen pages of
"The Poisonwood Bible" again. [Then I resolve to go back
to using the book as a doorstop.]
- I resolve to leave my dirty towels in a wet messy heap on the
bathroom floor.
- I resolve to take my sobriety for granted.
- I resolve to hate my job unreasonably, even
though I have a lovely boss who sends me home when I've got an
infected ingrown toenail ... I'm being paid tons of money
to listen to the radio and eat Wheat Thins all day, basically ...
AND my office is within walking distance of Sears and a decent
drugstore.
- I resolve to appreciate Bob Dylan as
The Voice of a Generation [and to quit referring to him as A Goat Stuck In A Fence].
- I resolve to sew loose buttons back
onto the garment as soon as they fall off.
- I resolve to pay attention when
David starts yammering on and on about X
dividends again. [Or at least make it LOOK
like I'm paying attention.]
- I resolve to cancel my subscription to "US
Weekly," and switch to "US News & World Report."
- I resolve to get all pissy whenever someone
calls me "Ma'am."
- I resolve to max out my one viable credit
card, preferably before the end of January [and preferably on
eBay, buying Pop Tops albums and forty dollar bottles of shampoo]
... and then I resolve to immediately apply for ten NEW credit
cards, just to take up the slack in my wallet.
- I resolve to skip breakfast and lunch every
day ... to snack on fruit roll-ups and stale
M&M's every afternoon ... to eat third
helpings of instant mashed potatoes at dinner every
evening ... and to eat cookies and See's Chocolates
and massive bowls of Cocoa Puffs until bedtime every night.
- I resolve to say "No thanks" whenever Norton offers
to automatically update my virus protection software.
- I resolve to be snotty and dismissive toward
waitresses, store clerks, "Customer Care Representatives" and Jehovah's Witnesses.
- I resolve to use my bicycle as the world's most expensive coat
rack.
- I resolve to forget FifiOToole's birthday
again this year. [And MsBobo's birthday, and Bottlenekk's
birthday, and my father-in-law's birthday ... and
basically any
birthday that doesn't
involve shared DNA.]
- I resolve to spend my lunch hour watching old episodes
of "Freaks & Geeks" on my laptop, instead of doing something
constructive like writing in my journal or composing a *FootNotes*
entry.
- I resolve to spend my evenings watching old episodes of "Dallas" on my laptop, instead of
doing something constructive like enjoying an i.m. conversation with my
children or adding photos to a *FootNotes* entry.
- I resolve to spend my weekends watching old episodes of "Sex & The City" on my laptop,
instead of doing something constructive like answering my e-mail or uploading a finished *FootNotes* entry.
- I resolve to ride when I can walk
... to procrastinate when I can just get it over with ... to complain when
I can take action ... to see the glass as half-empty
when I can see it as damn near
overflowing.
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And finally: I resolve
to break every single one
of my resolutions ... as always.
Happy New Year,
everybody!
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