The Rejectionist has provided us with yet another Participatory Self-Actualization Opportunity because that’s just the kind of person she is.
This time, she’s asked her loyal readers to join her in her tradition of making pre-Resolutions. Unlike the usual January ones which are meant to be kept all year, and which I generally kick into the cat box around March 3rd, pre-Resolutions are to be kept for the month—or any part of the month, no matter how small—of December.
Here are my pre-Resolutions for December 2010:
1. I will buy new tires for my car before the end of the month, as I am still driving on the 2005 originals. Not only can I see all of Mr. Lincoln when I try the penny test on what can no longer truthfully be called the treads, but the bridge I use to pass over the mighty Mississippi at least twice a day—with kids—is starting to develop that icy sheen.*
And it $&#@ snowed yesterday.
2. I will write at least two hours a day during the month of December. Words on paper, pixels on screen. To save my sanity, the time will be cumulative, not sequential, but there will be no carryover or make-up minutes. I will write every day.
Blogging doesn’t count, so expect shorter posts, y’all. You can thank me later.
3. I will finish the socks I started in May for Mom’s June birthday—all the way up, none of this “Mom prefers anklets” business—and send them to her in time for Christmas.
If I can remember where I put them.
4. I will take my kids to see Tangled the very first chance I get and buy them too much popcorn and not worry about how much gets inside the kids or outside the containers. And I might even take them twice.
So that’s the plan for December.
With perseverance and a little luck—I seriously have no idea where those socks are—I might even make it past Hanukkah!
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* ‘Cause the mighty Mississip goes all the way up, that’s why. The sultry deltas get all the press, so people tend to forget the ice floes at the other end.
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