I used to do Resolutions at New Years. I started when I was little, and it was fun, but then I stopped a few years ago when I realized that it was the same one for the fifth year in a row, you know, that one about losing weight I MEAN EATING HEALTHIER AND EXCERCISING MORE.
I realized it was pointless to decide one day that all the rest of the days would magically be different. Also, I like donuts and hate shopping for new clothes.
Now I have goals. Goals are much better. “Goal” is a nicer word than “resolution.” I like working towards something, rather than “on” something. Because if I miss a goal, it’s one brief disappointment, instead of a constant nagging daily failure. And if I make the goal, I can celebrate. Celebration over excoriation, I always say. Or will say for a few days, before I forget.
This year, my goal is to finish the sequel to THE GIRL FROM EVERYWHERE by summer.
Did I mention that that’s when I have to finish it by?
“Goal” is also a nicer word than “deadline.”