My Anti-Resolutions.

I have decided to try something new this year. Instead of making a huge list of resolutions to change all of my undesirable traits, (then ultimately failing to change them, beating myself up over my failures and adding that lack of follow through to my list for next year) I have decided to have a smaller list of what I am calling "anti-resolutions". Here they are:

In 2007,
-I resolve not to set unrealistic expectations for myself.
-I resolve not to add things to my plate of tasks unless I really want to do them.
-I resolve not to be disappointed if I don't find time to get to them.
-And most of all, I resolve to worry less about all of the things I didn't get done, and focus on the huge list of things I already do right.

Screw the magazine articles telling me my house isn't clean enough or my thighs aren't thin enough. Yeah, my house is a bit of a disaster, and my thighs are a little on the "generous" side, but really, I am not likely to follow their "5 Easy Steps to an Orderly Kitchen" or "10 Fool Proof Moves for Movie Star Thighs". Let's be honest, these are not my top priorities and even if they were, I'm not much of a rule follower. If I get around organizing the closets, it will on my own terms damn it! (And probably only because I have been crushed in an avalance of sweaters, but that's really a whole different issue.) I choose to abstain from a rigerous campaign of personal upheval this year, since I know that ultimately I'll end up in the same place either way. This isn't as defeatist as it sounds, really. I like to think of it as accepting myself as a person with limited time who chooses to shirk the responsibilities and goals set out for me by magazine editors hell bent on making me a better me. I'm just fine the way I am. Or at least that's the story I'm peddling this time around