This year I wasn't able to indulge in my usual New Year's Day ritual -- drink mimosas all day and clean my house. My kids (one home from college for the break and one returned from China for god knows how long) were both here, making it look more like a dorm room than a regular apartment. Attempting to clean would have been both fruitless and a dopey idea. So I have not been able to get the new year off to a fresh start. Instead, I have decided to make a few resolutions, which I haven't done for quite some time. Here they are, in no particular order:
* Get the hell out of the job I hate so much. (A bad job makes everything worse.)
* Save more money. (This will be possible when #1 son finds gainful employment and starts contributing to the household expenses. This will also be possible when I find a job that pays a market-rate wage, instead of the non-profit joke of a salary I make now.)
* Get my home office area set up so I finally have a good place to write. (I can't work well when my desk is facing a wall. Weird but true.)
* Continue my current trend of eating more real, unprocessed food. (This requires more cooking, but that's okay because I like to cook and so does #1 son. And he's good.)
* Try and drink a little less. (I don't drink a lot but I definitely drink more than I did before I started working at the museum.)
There. I think that looks like a good list. Now I'm feeling better. It doesn't have quite the same effect as cleaning but it will do. And I still have a bottle of champagne in my fridge.