An Update on the Jan 2007 Resolutions

Well, I’m officially breaking my make-to-be-broken resolution tonight; I’m behind enough on laundry that I won’t be laying anything out tonight for work. It’ll still be in various states of being laundered when I go to bed [an hour fast approaching, honestly]. In fact, it’s a strong possibility that I’ll be 0-for-3 on the resolutions, but … that’s okay. Doug called Dad and I “my right arm and my left arm, and most days, my right leg and my left leg” the other day. That’s enough for me. Silly resolutions pale greatly in comparison to being there when your family needs you. And boy, did we need to be there.

I take it as a matter of faith that y’all will respect the radio silence around here. I’m still finding words for the thoughts going around in my head. And all this feels very cheap to write, because, well … you know, I’m not Doug right now, who has a far heavier burden to bear. He’s not bearing it alone—thank God for that, quite literally—but it’s a heavy burden.

God? This sucks. But you didn’t promise us a bed of roses.

My January 2007 Resolutions

I’m sorely tempted to have the doomed-for-failure resolution to include going for a walk every night, but … nah. I mean, I’m going to take more walks this year, but I won’t bet on an every-night thing. Even if it’s destined for failure—working late, rainstorms, alien abductions—I want something with a chance to succeed, and right now, I’m not very inclined to go for a walk. [Should’ve done that earlier today as I’d intended.] So, that’s out. But here’s what’s in:

  1. Fixing the plumbing tasks around my house that I’ve been slacking on. These are: replacing the guts to the toilet tank in my bathroom, replacing the diverter valve in my tub, and replacing the cold water feed line in the sink downstairs that’s got a tiny pinhole leak in it. That’s one motivated Saturday or three mildly-motivated Saturdays.
  2. Move the CD storage area out of the loft and build a better queueing system than piles on my desk and in the filing cabinet. This sounds easy, but it’s not going to be, given the sorry shelving state of things around me. I’ve been keeping them close by the computer for ready access, but letting that stay as it has resulted in overflowing [because I’m acquiring bootlegs at a crazy rate] piles around the one tiny bookshelf that’s being used for them. At this rate, I’m best served by moving both bookshelves into my bedroom, pulling all the books out of the bigger one, and storing all the CDs in the fully-available shelves. Doing this would open me up to build those bookshelves that I never built last year.
  3. DfF: Every night, before I go to bed, lay out the clothes I’ll wear the next day. This is part of an effort to start every morning, weekday or weekend, parked on a downhill slope. If I have stuff all laid out for me, my first considered action in the morning is going to be to bathe and then get dressed. It won’t be, “Go read the email and feed items that came in overnight,” or “Read some of this month’s Esquire,” or “Go back to bed.” It’ll be, “Get up and start the damn day already.” Case in point: if I’d done this task last night, chances are that I wouldn’t be wearing a hat to cover up last night’s bedhead still. Granted, I did go ahead and start the damn day already, because I was up at 0630, but I also got back in bed for a while mid-morning without going back to sleep.

So, there we go. Let’s test my resolve!

The 2007 Resolutions

Well, last year’s resolutions were, uh … not really a success. :chuckle: By my estimate, I achieved three of them, semi-achieved two more, and wholly failed seven. Meatloaf never sang a song about that, though. [Bastard!]

[In case you want a review: I did get organized with Quicken and Pocket Quicken, I did get my taxes filed early, I did take a vacation, and I did end up buying a new car, even if that wasn’t really my intention as 2006 dawned. I had some technical issues with Quicken, though, and after April, I really … didn’t keep up with it. As to the other one, I never built SandraMcCracken.org/info, but I did help build squarepegalliance.net. I would like to fiiiiiiiinally build the Sandra site this year, but I’m not making any definite plans.]

As I mentioned elsewhere today, I’m going to focus on more short-term stuff:

As for my resolutions this year, I’m going to take a different tack: monthly goals. I found that, as the year progressed, my view of the goals I’d set at the beginning of 2006 grew dimmer. Also, I find myself a strong believer in repentance and staring anew, and a more regular focus is what I seek. I’ve always been great at short-term goals due to my procrastinative nature: the thrill of the deadline provides all the adrenaline that I need to succeed. I’ve also generally done well with long-term goals, which I pursue blindly and seem to just … sort of achieve. [I think I’d title my memoirs to date How I Became an Aerospace Engineer Without Really Trying.] But the medium-term stuff—the stuff that I’ve long held is the glue that really builds upon the short-term stuff and makes the long-term stuff happen a lot faster—is something I’ve generally sucked at in my life.

That’s the idea, anyway. How am I planning on handling this? Well, the idea I’ve rolled around in my head for the last week, but specifically today [mainly while watching the Space Race documentary on the National Geographic Channel that I’d TiVo’d seven months ago and finally got around to watching today, heh] it’s been this: three goals to resolve upon doing per month. One of them will be a resolution designed for failure—an idea I loved the moment I read it.

Come the first of every month, I can then come back here and flagellate myself for your amusement and mine. Sounds like a plan to me, largely because I do good to know what I’ll have time to do more than a week or two out at the time. Work is just that much fun right now. [I only mean that slightly sarcastically; it really is fun. Sometimes it’s just fun, y’know? I’m betting it’ll be fun tomorrow, though. The good kind.]

Anyhow, back after a few to post January’s threesome.