Ten years ago, I made a New Years Resolution: to complete my Masters in 11 months. Ultimately, this resolution almost killed me as I proceeded to live 30 dollars a month for food and amenities. In 11 months, the end of 2000 I marched out of my degree program carrying my Masters and little anything else. My brothers words when he saw me were, "you look like an anorexic crack whore." Needless to say I decided not to make any New Years resolutions for ten years. Now it is 2010, according to everyone in 1999, we should have never seen 2010, the computers were going to take over the world or something and we would be cast into terminator land. Apparently, they were wrong and now our little universes are just controlled by Facebook, I-pods, I-phones, and so on. The apocalyptic tune has changed and since the Mayans all died before they updated their little stone calendars, we are all going to die in 2012!
Once again, ignoring the impending apocalypse is my little goal and I have set a new New Years resolution, or ordeal...whatever you want to call it.
- In this New Year I will make sure I am there for my family. No educational aspirations this time. I have my wee little babes at home, so there will be no dinking around at work late. I must be home for nightly story times and kissing little boo boos.
- Also must loose the extra baby weight and plus some. It has been ten years since I was "anorexic crack whore" and I plan on never returning to this status but I do want to slim some of this old ND weight off. I am sure it is due to stress and bad diets of naughty snacks.
- Finally, keeping my smallish realm balanced. With new stresses, loves, and strangeness I sometimes get overwhelmed and have to step back and breath before continuing forward.
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