Ironically, I am bringing up this subject, and I never make them. This statement doesn't include that first thought on 1st January when I roll over in bed, drag my eyes open and say "That is the last time I party like a sixteen year old." Probably insulted most sixteen year olds on the planet for a start.
I do not vow to lose loads of weight - because that would mean giving up chocolate, roast vegetables and wine.
I do not pledge to get fitter - because I'd have to dust the cobwebs off the kayak and the bike, and those poor spiders that have been nesting (? could that be webbing) comfortably for a year or more would become displaced creatures.
I do not promise family and friends undying attention, twenty four seven. For one, they'd get sick of me, and two, I confess to enjoying some me time which doesn't involve writing books, making jam or feeding the chooks.
I will never agree to doing more housework more often. My house is kept clean and tidy, so what more do you want? I might vow to beat up the first person to bring in muck on my newly washed floors.
Will I work harder on my stories? Absolutely. But that's a given. I have goals going on all the time when it comes to my books
. Writing is my passion so this isn't hard to do, so I can't make a resolution about that as resolutions are supposed to be hard and painful. Or so it seems to me.
Actually, here's something I can pledge to do. Or not do. I will not give up all my bad habits and become so boring people fall asleep at the mention of my name.
Personally I can't think of any good reason why I should set myself up for a big fall by making vows on the first day of the year. When I want to achieve something I get on and do it. So when you next notice my waist is widening I am probably working hard on enjoying a new chocolate flavour. See, I don't understand how we can vow to lose weight while at the same time vowing to enjoy more of our favourite foods.
Here I am in Paris in June, celebrating my birthday with friends and my DB. He's the cheery one at the back. And now I have a thought. I will make a resolution to go back to Paris. And I will bludgeon my friends into joining me again. And I will ....
I'm getting the hang of it.
What about you? Do you make New Year Resolutions?