When the ball dropped and the champagne flutes clinked and the lovers kissed and the calendar clicked over to 2014—signaling that greatest of “do-over” opportunities, a brand new year—I missed it all. I was in bed with the covers over my head, so sick with the flu the best I could do was try to make it through the next five minutes.
It. Was. Awful.
And that is how I find myself here, now, without a single New Year’s resolution.
It’s the thought that was on my mind when I woke up Saturday morning, looked out at the lazy, rainy morning and wondered what I might have on the Okay, it’s January agenda. Without a “get serious about exercise” or a “drink more water, for real this time” or an “okay, now about those carbs” in sight, I decided to create a new kind of resolution list, one designed purely to up my happy quotient. Here goes.
- Cook more in Mom’s cast iron skillet.
- Hang out with friends.
- Buy presents, just because.
- Burn the candles.
- Make things.
- Play outside.
- Laugh. Out loud.
I think it’s a good list, don’t you? A happy list. A list of resolutions that, for the first time in my life, I might actually keep.
To which I must say: Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! And happy 2014 to you!
You’re actually going to burn candles this year??? Don’t burn the house down 🙂
Ha! Ha! Ha!
Yea! (and thanks!)
who’d of thought that our the realization that becoming ‘children’ again in our 50’s would hopefully “save” us as adults. here’s to simplicity, living in the moment wf laughter, smiles and no regrets.
I hadn’t thought of it that way, but you are so right. Thanks, Carey!
I am all over these….can’t wait to do them with you….so want to just have fun!!!
Yes, yes, yes! Thanks, my dear friend!