Completely exhausted, I forced myself (my husband and the little one, too) out the door tonight to hit a local New Year’s Eve party “for a little bit”. I figured we’d hang for a few hours, get home way after the little one’s bedtime, and then crash. Turns out, it would literally only be for a little bit. (I should’ve seen that one coming.) I suppose the little one did not feel like partying because she self-destructed within an hour of arriving. What evs. New Year’s Eve is overrated, anyway! Right?
Tonight is the night I announced that leaving parties before the dessert was served was my thirty-ninth worst thing about being a mother. As much as I love my sweet child, I note the “downs”, as well as the “ups”, while on this crazy parent adventure. I note…a lot. I note the shit out of this parent stuff. And today, I noted that I miss dessert.
While I’m not stuffing my face with delicious cookies as the countdown to the new year begins, I am reflecting on the last year. Much to my amusement, I can’t seem to remember if I had made any New Year’s resolutions. Why do I find that funny? Well, you see… I’m so sick of the bullshit I hear every year of “a new year…a new me”. Really people? Come on, now. I cannot remember the last time anyone I’ve ever met actually stuck to a New Year’s resolution. Let me tell you something… if more people stuck to them, there’d be a lot less fat people and smokers in our world. Enough said.
With that being said, I am going to make one tonight. Here and now. With my readers (and my husband) as my witness. I am going to eat right, exercise, and loss a shit-ton of weight. Just kidding! Don’t you think that’s been a resolution of New Years past? FAIL! No…for real…I resolve to write more. I will write on here. I will write more books. I will write notes to my daughter. I will write …MORE.
What’s your New Year’s resolution? (Keep it simple folks, and you won’t be drinking your complete failure of an ass into a self-loathing drunken stupor on December 31st, 2017.) Let us know how you plan to better yourself, your life, or your world in 2017.