I’ve never been one to make New Year Resolutions– well, since I was a kid anyway. I always thought them pointless. Little white lies that we tell ourselves to justify our previous behavior. After all, if it is something that needs fixing, and you have a plan to fix it, you can pretty much consider it already fixed– right?
Which is why I’ve been anti-resolution. Don’t get me wrong, I love GOALS. Something attainable, achievable, and not just self-loathing blather. A goal doesn’t necessarily carry an intention of fixing a problem. It carries a connotation of making something better, or starting something new with an intention of a completed end result.
However, this year, this NEW year, I have decided to make a real change. I am making resolutions. The reason I have decided to make real “resolutions”, is because I need to change myself and my life– which means changing my habits. If my habit was not making resolutions, I need to do the opposite. Perhaps my prior “anti-resolutionist” status was a cop out– a way of giving myself an excuse to not make any real changes.
I am still thinking about what my resolutions will be… they have to be similar to goals in the sense of being attainable and beneficent. But I think they will be mostly old-fashioned resolutions. I’m yearning for a simpler life. I want to get back to the simplistic standards and expections of auld. The most certain way to acheive this will be to step right out and act on it.