This year I told myself that I wouldn’t make any New Year’s Resolutions primarily because I didn’t need to. After all, I started dieting in November — just in time for the holidays. Now that I’ve lost 20 pounds (with !#*&ing more to go) and have made an hour of exercise part of my regular daily routine, it seems redundant to resolve to keep doing what I’ve already been doing.
And then I opened my basement closet in search of a blanket because it’s so freaking cold. It went something like this:
Now, one thing I didn’t expect from losing weight and starting to regain my fitness was just how much energy I’d regain. It feels as if, by seeing some success at weight loss, I’ve rediscovered my sense of purpose and my confidence that I can accomplish what I set out to do. That’s an amazing feeling.
So as stood there getting pummeled by things falling out of my basement closet, I finally came up with my resolution for 2010: this is the year that I will conquer the clutter in our Venomous Household, without relying on VH’s assistance, without telling myself that I can’t do anything until it’s garage sale-weather, without planning to eBay crap but never getting around to it.
This year — because I am sick of blogging about how sick I am of the clutter in my house — I am going to do something about the cause of my annoyance. No, I’m not getting rid of VH… I meant the clutter.
You might think I started by tackling the basement closet, but you’d be wrong. I started, instead, by ordering myself a Kindle, something I’ve been lusting after since they came out. Why start with that? Well, for one thing, because I plan to read and implement David Allen’s “Getting Things Done: The Art of Stress-Free Productivity” (on my new Kindle, of course).
For another thing, well, I didn’t make a resolution about ceasing to be a procrastinator. I’m putting that one off until next year.