The New Year

Today is January First, and I am watching Thank You For Smoking, and working on my current novel. I have about five loads of laundry that still needs done, and I just finished the grocery shopping. Now our freezer will barely close, the laundry line needs hung, and we have dinner plans tonight. I should probably get up here shortly to finish the housework that has been neglected for far too long.

But I want to talk. I want to think out the whole New Years Resolution thing. I'm not really one for it: because I know it hardly every works. An owner of a gym once told me that January was their busiest month of the year, when everyone thinks this will be the year they get in shape. By March all of the regulars are still there, and the new-year-resolutionists have gone back to their old bad habits. I don't want to be one of those, who fail with their resolutions within months. So instead, I just don't promise myself anything.

However, I do have goals. I want to be an even greater wife this year than I was before. I want to grow in my relationships: I want to be more encouraging and supportive. I want to be a positive person, despite the circumstances. I need to be strong and understanding and calm. I want to be happier, smarter, and more of that revolutionist. I want my relationship with my husband to grow stronger in the Lord, to fight less, and to have more compassion for one another. Understanding. I want more of that.

I'm goal oriented. I guess I'm just making goals for myself, and for us. Not just because its January first, and I don't expect these to be completed by December 31, 2010. I just want these things to get better. I don't know... I'm going to go back to my novel now, and put another load in.