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.