In keeping with the counter-culture, Zen-me theme that has roughly characterized my existence in 2012, I thought it fitting to list all the things I had parked in some remote corner of mind with an eye toward actually making progress toward completing same this past year.
What an awful run-on sentence to begin this meandering diatribe, but it’s suitable to the overall theme, so work with me if you’re still reading at this point.
You see, I find it difficult to create a fanciful utopian list of resolutions on New Year’s Eve, because it simply becomes a very organized, detailed game plan to chronicle how quickly I can fall off the Best Intentions Wagon in the coming months.
As we all know, that Wagon is on a one-way trip to
Hell Hades a Place Where the Angels Pinch Your Butt instead of high-fiving you.
I’m not a defeatist. Just a realist. So, let’s take a look at what I didn’t accomplish in 2012:
1) Learn to surf – Evidently, requires a board. I do have a wetsuit, however.
2) Complete a triathlon – I hear you have to practice quite a bit for this one.
3) Paint the house – Partial success here. I did manage to repaint exactly three slats on the fence by the side yard.
4) Attend Christmas Eve church service – See my explanation here. It’s sad.
5) Wax Mom’s van – Have you seen how much sheet metal these things have?
6) Re-Learn to play the guitar and/or trumpet – Both instruments are still patiently ensconced in their storage cases.
7) Clean the garage – My God. The horror. The horror.
8) Start yoga – Daughter promised me we would attend together. Never happened. Instead, I ate a lot of yogurt. It sounds close.
9) Placeholder – Something will come to me later.
10) See Number 9 above.
1) Gave up Sudoku – About time. It was giving me headaches.
2) Mowed the grass, semi-regularly.
3) Paid most bills on time.
4) Visited DisneyWorld – Being around terminally happy people is very challenging. Lesson learned.
5) Bought one new pair of athletic shoes – Adidas. Red.
6) I found lots of change on the ground – Probably a life lesson here, but I’m not really sure what it is.
7) Mindlessly agreed to share blog writing chores with Daughter – “Sure, I can help out. What? How often?”
I think that covers 2012. Not much there, but I frequently thought about doing much more, if that makes a difference.
And 2013? I honestly do have two goals, and they are pretty easy ones:
1) Refinance the house – Been there, done that about five times already in the last ten years. If we’re headed off a fiscal cliff, I am running there full-speed, baby! But in terms of a real fiscal cliff, all you have to do is look in my (shared) bedroom clothes closet
at the crap there. I have a tiny corner for my stuff, of course, but I’m okay with it because I wear essentially the same three shirts over and over again.
2) Drive with Daughter back to college in January – Can you say “Road trip?” iPod arguments! For reference, I present, “Dad, I figured (insert “trustworthy” friend name here) and I could drive my car back to Philadelphia together. I have AAA.”
Well, that’s about all I can think of for now that’s even remotely germane.
I should probably close with the following thought: Instead of a box of chocolates, Life is kind of like the moldering carpet of leaves I have to rake up every year about this time. On the one hand, we love the shade that old, diseased tree provides during the hot summer months here, but I know that, come Winter, I’ll spend the better part of a good eight weeks picking up the decaying remnants of that umbrella.
“OMG, have you seen the amount of leaves on the ground? I think I’m going to clean out the garage first!”
In the end, you have to take the good with the bad, appreciate whatever it is that you have, and be absolutely sure that Daughter Number Two attends a Public University on the West Coast.
Yes. This I believe.
Happy New Year, Daughter!