January 1, 2013: I woke up this morning. No, let me take a step back. I woke up at midnight to a 15-minute volley of fireworks, with two cats holding on for dear life. But as the cacophony subsided, I slipped effortlessly back into the arms of Morpheus for my final few hours of the night.
I woke up this morning to a gloriously crisp blue sky outside. It was almost as if someone had pulled back the curtain of dark damp clouds that so dominated the last few weeks of 2012, to reveal the promise of a new year ahead.
There is something about the ending of an old year that makes us feel we can say goodbye to some of our failures and disappointments of the past and start afresh with new hopes and dreams for the future. And so it is with me as with so many others. Ideas for New Year’s resolutions have been stacking up in the back of my brain like cord-wood, because surely, New Year’s resolutions are the path to reaching those hopes and dreams. Right?
But I have learned from years past, that making resolutions is most certainly a recipe for disappointment. I just can’t stick to ‘em. This year I’m going to use the “Julie Babystep Checklist for Success” and hope that this year is as great as the last – and maybe a little more. Hey, I wrote this post didn’t I?