According to some big-time newspaper from some huge city, one-third of Americans who made resolutions on January first have since given up on them. Luckily for me, I never made any resolutions in the first place. In fact, I made a rather snarky post over on Hubpages about why I made un-resolutions for 2012. Things like, drink more, exercise less, and stay disorganized. So far, so good.
In my quest to make less changes to my life in 2012, I bought a fruit-infusion pitcher from Amazon for the sole purpose of doctoring up the wine I received for Christmas. And the first thing I made was...citrus-infused green tea. Then I made...fruit-infused Kool-aid lemonade. Finally for the NFL playoff games, I made a pitcher of sangria. Ten days later and half the pitcher still sits in the back of the fridge, behind the milk and orange juice. I've never had so little to drink in a 30-day period. And the wine? It's still in the fridge, too.
I also planned to work less. Considering that I am an artist who lazily procrastinates on every project that comes my way, this one seemed like a no-fail opportunity. Then, on January 2nd, I was hired to do some online work for a friend's company. And it turns out, I've done so well that she'd like me to take on more responsibility. And then, I was paid to write some articles on top of that. And I drew a cat. Does this sound like less work to you? Me either.
Another thing I resolved I wouldn't do was give up television. That's right. I was going to read less. Given how many books I read in November, 2011 alone, which was three full novels, this wouldn't be difficult at all. Except in January, 2012 I read five complete novels. Yeah, five! And I can't even begin to imagine how many hours the television stayed dark and silent.
So that's how January went, but I still have high hopes of being a total slob through February, especially with Valentine's Day right around the corner. Wish me luck!
