Promise of no resolutions
With the new year many folks are coming up with a list of resolutions. Guess what folks? None from me.
Probably the most common resolution seems to be centered around weight loss and physical fitness.
Cutting back on the lattes to save a little money, spend more time with family and not driving while using a cellphone rank high up on the list.
If I start out by making a nonsense resolution like “no sweets” that would be impossible because I could never give up driving down George Street.
Pastry Chef has a magnet that pulls our Subaru in.
There are several similar definitions of this vastly overused word. A resolution is defined as “a firm decision to do or not to do something.” I could never understand why anyone would bother with such unachieveable malarkey.
It is estimated that roughly half of well-meaning individuals make these insane declarations. About three quarters of that half fail within the first month. Not great odds, eh? Blame it on the Babylonians. It is estimated that this notion goes back about 2,500 years ago.
They were the first to celebrate the new year. They made promises to the gods to return borrowed objects and pay off any debts.
The modern concept about making a resolution is to change and improve a lifestyle. Get rid of bad habits and get some new good ones instead.
It all boils down to goal setting which I am all for, but I am also realistic.
Many years ago, I had the honour to spend some time with conservationist and all around brilliant human being Jane Goodall. The most important thing that this incredible woman ever taught me was that taking baby steps is the key to success in achieving your goals, not grandiose pie in the sky promises that won’t last a month.
Any of you that know me also know that I am a straight shooter. I have no patience for malarkey. I do have some thoughts for 2018. I would really like to spend more time on something that I started at the end of 2017 and that is continuing watercolour classes.
You can teach the old dog new tricks and I am having fun with it with the help of artist Cliff Mann. That is baby steps.
My new year was off to a great start. While having breakfast at the Coffee Garden with Jo and several friends, this sweet lady came up to me and gave me a wonderful hug and told me how much that she enjoys my opinions every Thursday.
It really set the stage. My important goal for 2018 is to offer my opinions, even the ones that you may disagree with. I will strive to make them better, even the political ones.
What I will promise is absolutely no resolutions.