toss and turn to 2010

Be always at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let each new year find you a better man. ~Benjamin Franklin

Kellene

12/31/09
10:06 pm

I think it would be nice to get better at knitting this next year.


12/31/09
10:43 pm

This may be my last chocolate for a very, very long time.


12/31/09
10:44 pm

Okay just one more.


12/31/09
11:12 pm

Is it midnight yet? Can I go to bed?


12/31/09
11:28 pm

Oh for heaven's sake, why am I torturing myself? It's already 2010 in New York. I'm exhausted.


12/31/09
11:50 pm


Should I wake up Sugar Daddy to kiss him at midnight? Nah. I don't want to get his cold, and he's sawing logs over there.


Did I check to see if the doors were locked?


My pillow feels flat. New Year's resolution: buy new pillows.


Also, get better at knitting. Oh and get my art room organized.


What am I doing? I don't believe in making resolutions.


Check lists. I believe in check lists.

• buy pillows
• organize art room
• get my sorry soft arse back into shape
  

Is it midnight yet? Why am I still awake? How far should I run tomorrow? We need baby wipes. And celery. Lots of celery to snack on. Is that Thom? Oh good, just the dog. My word I'm tired. Go to sleep. Go to sleep. Go to sleep. Did I lock the front door? Oh and,

• no more staying up late
  

last chocolate standing

I don't make resolutions. I make changes. This is not to say that I stick to all the changes I implement. No, no.

I try though. If I succeed at even a little change towards the better I mark it down as a successful year. Why beat yourself up? Baby steps people. Baby steps.

One change I will be making is to spend more time at my work bench creating new things and less time pounding out repeats. I might have to sacrifice some sales in the process, but I think it is high time for Secondsister to branch out a little. It's time to ante in a little more than I am comfortable with, if you know what I mean.

Today we are working on the last chocolate standing. We took the box of See's out of the freezer and what we don't eat today will, (heaven help me for saying this) go in the trash. And then, my dear friends, I will dawn my spandex and march, with Chariots of Fire playing in my head, into spin class with determination like you've never seen before. Starting tomorrow.