The road to hell…

Paved with good intentions: pretty much sums up my life.

It is over a week into January and the post I was going to put up as dawn broke on the new year is yet to written. Or is being written, perhaps.

I am fully aware that the New Year often brings resolutions. I am also fully aware that I have rarely kept any of them, which must be part of why I refrain from doing them nowadays. I double-checked what I’d written last January. I wrote about Charlie Hebdo, my husband’s broken ankle and the overburdened NHS. No resolutions.

So I can safely say that I kept all of last year’s resolutions.

[In fact, I can record that I managed to fulfil a resolution that always permeates (lose weight) as I lost 10kg and have kept it off, though the Christmas/New Year celebrations have challenged that!]

This year? Well, I’ve a few incomplete and non-specific ideas…

• Publish Beware the Falling Avocados. (Perhaps a launch date in April. Can you hold me to that over the next few months?)
• Read more.
• Updating and redesigning the blog (might need my teenager’s help with that one!)
• Write the novel that is floating round my head.
• A renewed dedication to the education of my children and – probably more importantly – to helping them become fantastic adults.
• Lose weight (I told you: it always permeates…)
• Visit friends. Play games. Have fun. (Always good to resolve to do a few things that you know you will do: can’t fail!)

Life’s too short. I don’t want to be controlled by rules and targets that I won’t achieve, and then will feel miserable about failing. But it is good to have a review and reanalysis of priorities. I think there may be big changes ahead this year, but only time will tell. Come back next January and see.