I hate New Year resolutions.

Not for the reason most people do – because they are silly or pointless or trivial.

I hate them because I so love them.

I so believe in them.

I LOVE the freshness of the New Year.

Nothing makes my heart all a flutter like a brand new planner/calendar/date book!

Oh the promise in those pristine pages.

No, I love the New Year and her resolutions.

What I hate is the disappointment.

The sense of my failure come February or March.

The nine months of limping along, waiting for a new-New Year.

I’m starting my resolutions a month early this (next) year.

So come January it will feel like I am already a month ahead.

2017 I won’t disappoint you.