My resolutions
Nearly three weeks into 2006, I clearly need to do the following things ASAP:
1) Join a gym - and also, get real: There is no suitable place in the house for an exercise bike, so even though gym fees will be exorbitant, the investment will be worth it. (I used to make fun of my friends who got all worked up about gaining three pounds. Three pounds? Like it matters! Well, I am now eating my words, in addition to everything else. Despite having lots more than that to lose, the addition of a mere three pounds is enough to plunge me into the depths of despair known only to those who are as shallow and lacking in perspective as I. It sucks.)
2) Go back to keeping my gratitude journal on a nightly basis. When I don’t do it because I feel too tired, I wake up considerably more sulky than I should be.
3) Stop expecting the worst.
4) Realise that splurging on pretty scrapbooks and putting all my magazines and photos in a pile does not constitute ’scrapbooking’. I need to cull the good stuff out of those hundreds of copies of O, Real Simple, Martha Stewart Living, paste it down in the books, and toss the trash.
5) Stop ‘forgetting’ to take my notebook with me when I know I’m going to be walking past Paperchase. The new Freya design is still resistable - barely - when the old lines are so deeply discounted, but that’s no reason to have nine notebooks on the go.