Happy New Year. Also all that other happy stuff this time of year that I wasn't around to say happy about. Happy that. If you got to eat latkes this year you're doing better than I am. I had a moment where I thought about making them, but I had already committed to coating my kitchen with splattered oil 5 other ways this December, and I knew there wasn't room for it on the agenda. No chestnut roast here too, though I did manage to eat bearnaise sauce twice in one month.
Which brings me to new year's resolutions. Because there's been all too much bearnaise in the bod lately.
I have actually been successful with this sort of thing in the past. I quit smoking in 1993 on new year's eve, helped by a horrible cold and a new tax on cigarettes that brought the price up to $2.00 per pack, which seemed like a lot then. My idea was to save my cigarette money and go on a vacation the next year. I never went on that vacation but we bought our first house the following year so the money went to good use.
But other than that, I'm just the kind of person who doesn't do so well with the self discipline. (Note sock yarn stash.) So I'm always tempted to make new year's resolutions, but then it would be the same thing every year and that's depressing enough without the blog archive to prove the cyclical nature of my lameness. Plus, it's all so boring and typical. I need to lose that 10 pounds I keep losing and gaining back. I ought to stop treating chocolate like a major food group. (Could these things possibly be related?) I really need to keep exercising. (By the way, it turns out that when I exercise regularly, I am a much, much happier, perceptibly healthier person. The amazing thing is that this seems to motivate me to exercise not at all. You'd think I'd have more constructive self-interest.) Pretty banal, right? Me and everybody else. Also, the usual knitters' resolutions: shop the stash, finish WIPs, etc.
So anyway. My new years' resolutions, or maybe they're just ideas...intentions, yeah, that's it...are as follows.
Keep eating chocolate like it's a food group and lose weight anyway because I'm exercising on a regular basis. Which means riding my bike to work tomorrow. It's the only exercise that doesn't feel like a total waste of precious time. I guess I need to feel like I'm getting somewhere...literally. The return of the light will *really* help with that.
Keep buying yarn when I want to, but don't do it just because I'm feeling bereft about my amount of crafting time.
Knit with focus and finish projects. I've been doing this for the last 6 months or so, which makes for lousy blog fodder, but I'm surprised at the extent to which I'm staying focused. I took some time off from Eliz, but she's almost done. I finished not one but two pairs of socks on Saturday. Let's not talk about the Xmas sweater, shall we? I'm actually considering giving up. But I'm cutting down on the active WIPs, and it's a good thing.
So there you have it, 2007. I'm not going to kid myself and say I'm going to do Weight Watchers or something. I've been promising myself I'd go to Bikram Yoga for the last year, but it hasn't happened yet, so maybe I shouldn't count on that. Just me, the bike, and a reasonable number of socks in progress. Even I should be able to manage that, right?