Resolutions for the next solar revolution

I foster enough guilt throughout my daily life without piling on the self loathing that comes from not having achieved hastily made resolutions for a new year, but since tradition dictates such behavior, and frankly, last year I made so such undertakings and have come to regret the decision, I’ll humble you the reader with a few promises I have made to myself for the upcoming 2008.

Please note that these are not decisions I’ve made to you per se. As such these are not things to be thrown back in my face when, if again I am struck by tradition, I choose to forego these pursuits because other more pressing responsibilities take priority (other responsibilities may include but are not limited to: husbandry, fatherhood, and la joie de vivre.) I am but one man and am at times stretched thin by the multiple and sometimes contending roles that I play throughout my life so I can’t promise to anyone including myself that I will respect any of these declarations for any longer than perhaps – oh, I don’t know – let’s just say the night of January 16^th.

With that disclaimer out of the way, I want more than anything to do a better job of telling those around me how much better my life is because of them. That’s resolution numero uno, say thanks to people who rightly deserve it. While I fancy myself a very thankful person, I don’t do a sufficient job of telling those to whom I’m thankful that I’m thankful. Family and friends alone account for the majority of my gratitude and yet while I am quick to tell my spouse at the end of the day how someone in our social circle helped make my life better, I seldom tell that particular person. That’s wrong. Our being thankful falls on deaf ears if we don’t tell the people for whom we’re thankful that we’re thankful. On the other hand, if we tell them we’re thankful, they’re more likely to continue to do our bidding. And isn’t that what life’s all about?

I’m not schmaltzy, I’m not syrupy, and I’m not generally the type people would refer to as sentimental, but what if everyone who read this blog entry took it upon themselves to stop and say thanks to someone -- one person, mind you -- who makes life on Planet Earth just a little bit more tolerable? I’m not saying to do it. I don’t care if you do or if you don’t. I’m just asking that you contemplate what goodness would come about if you were to take the time to express gratitude to someone who deserves it. Again, my life does not revolve around your expression of gratitude. I’m just throwing that out there for all of cyberdom.

Another undertaking I need to look into is doing a better job of watching what I eat. While I’m not at my fattest, I’m certainly not at my thinnest, but more pressing is the fact that I’m approaching the age when calories (especially the empty variety found in wine) aren’t burned as quickly and tend to hang around in the body for longer periods of time until they can be joined by more of their friends and come together to make fat. I remember the days when I could sit and down worthless foodstuffs by the metric butt load with little repercussion, but those days are long gone. The times they are a-changin’.

Just as my waistline seems to fluctuate back and forth between too much and way too much, so goes my spending money from comfortably cush to a small fraction of my average daily balance if you catch my drift. While I’ve struggled at times, I’ve never been destitute. Likewise there have been times when financially I was sitting pretty. But it’s always been a roller coaster ride of ups and downs. You’d think by 35 I would have learned to spend and save more stably but for whatever reason I’ve always laughed in the face of moderation like a former Buddhist monk with a dishonorable discharge. Dining out is both a money pit and a calorie pit, so if I can curb that one, I’ll be in good shape.

You know, I’ve never made resolutions before, so I’m not quite sure how it’s done. Am I supposed to come up with several pages of resolutions or are these three enough? It seems to me like the more I come up with the harder a time I would have keeping track of them and the more likely I’d be to let them each fall to the wayside, so maybe I should just stick with these three. Yeh, I’m gonna just stick with these three.

And another thing, I know that the first day of Qwahhhnzuh (I always opt for the more traditional spelling) isn’t generally when people make resolutions for the New Year but when it comes to self improvement what good does it do for us to limit ourselves to the Gregorian calendar? What does a sixteenth century pope know about my hectic schedule anyway? I give that a gyahh and an oh brother!