OK, so it’s January 8, a week after New Year’s Day and the time when the Christmas decorations should be put away. What’s your point?
Fresh off an actual weight loss in the holiday season (it continues to amaze me what mindful eating will do for a girl), here are some of my resolutions:
1. Do stuff I can’t believe I haven’t done in nearly eight years of living in the DC area, including a tour of the Bureau of Engraving and Printing (where they make the paper money; I work next door, for goodness sake) and a trip to the Civitan Flea Market (one of northern Virginia’s oldest and biggest flea markets, and walking distance from our apartment). (Visiting Lee’s house at Arlington National Cemetery, something else I’ve never done, isn’t on the list; holding out the silly hope of doing that someday with someone in particular, even though I know that’s not likely to happen in this lifetime.)
2. Read more current fiction (published in the past three years), as in at least a novel per month.
3. As always, some goofy resolutions, things I would never do anyway: Sell gold or silver. Watch “Swamp People.” Fly Southwest (that whole not-having-a-seat-in-advance thing doesn’t work for me).
4. … and most important, accepting people where they are.
Note there are no writing resolutions. I thought about it, but 2011 was a strange enough (and positive) ride in that regard that I’ll just sit back and see where God takes me.
