Happy New Year and junk! 2008 and 2009 were great years for me. I made swell strides in personal improvement: bought a house, changed jobs for the first time in 9 years, lost almost 40 pounds, finished writing a book, started this blog, and dated a few good-looking and fascinating (if unhappy) women. 2010 is promising and I hope to take a hearty chunk out of its hopeful offerings. Here’s my (public) list of resolutions for the new year (the private list may or may not include shameful notions like ‘Online Dating’, ‘Invisalign’, and job advancement. Yes, the public list is shameful, too.).
Get below 200 pounds for the first time since just after college (Allow for muscle tone & abs. If there’s good muscle tone and a nice 6 pack, then just over 200 pounds is fine and not bad for a 6 footer built like a linebacker. Or me.). I could totally do it by summer. Maybe.
Get more sleep. Unless I’m hanging out with attractive women until the wee hours, there’s no reason I should exhaust myself and make my brain dull and eyes red (though bloodshot brings out the blue in my eyes). This may mean more hopeful cocktails of Melatonin & Tylenol PM. Of course insomnia is insomnia.
Save more and invest more. $$ x $$= $$$$$$
Be more confident & fearless. Don’t care what people think (like the unhappy, uber-critical, pretty good-looking girl-woman I was sorta kinda not dating for 6 months who teased me a few times for not being manly enough. Man, I miss her.). Also, don’t overshare feelings, especially with uber-critical women.
Be more manly & rugged. (ok, yeah. So I’d like to be a bit more dude-ish, but not in an obvious, obnoxious, pandering to the critics sort of way). I’ll still listen to the Pet Shop Boys.
Do one major home project: new siding, update a bathroom or the kitchen (by ‘do’, I mean pay someone skilled to ‘do’ this project).
Do 2 minor home projects: trim, doorway casing, paint stuff.
Plant at least one new tree on my property. Front yard 1st. Maybe a Birch or Japanese Maple. Maybe both. Also an evergreen. That sounds like 3.
Do some landscaping. Flagstone walkway. Sunken garden in the low corner of the backyard. Junk like that.
Learn a manly skillor 2, like wiring a new light fixture or building a built-in bookcase. Or join a fantasy football league. It shouldn’t be as exhausting as the daily fantasy baseball league I was in for 2 years.
Do more cool adventurous sorts of things: whitewater rafting, backpacking, large hill climbing, long trail hiking. Canoeing the boundary waters (if there are showers).
Be more sociable & less reclusive. More Jay Gatsby, less Ted Kaczynski. Also, make friends.
Date more frequently & less stressfully. More irons in the fire reduce the chance that a single iron will burn you. Or something dumb.
Finish writing one of the books I’ve been puttering around in. I’ve been chipping away at 3 or 4 books, but get distracted easily. One project has 22 pages of notes, but only 7 pages of written product. What’s up with that?
Resume writing music. Finish some songs. Maybe learn to use the Pro Tools recording software I bought in ’08 right before I bought the house. (If ever tempted to write a song for a girl again, sleep on it a few days first and be sure it’s finished and not incredibly dorky. Or containing dark humor. Dangit.)
Waste less time. This includes spending less pointless time online or wasting too much time on wishy-washy women, however much you dig them and can’t get over them.