I like making New Year’s resolutions myself—those lofty goals our optimistic brains assume we’ll have no trouble achieving in a 12-month span.
This year, I want to do more:
My younger brother—a very Type-A kinda dude—also loves resolution-making. But my wife isn’t into the practice, and neither is my dad. (Dad once told me, when I asked him about it, “If I wanna do something, I don’t need a new year to do it!”)
I asked you last week about your resolutions:
Rhonda R. didn’t technically send me this as a New Year’s resolution, but I thought it appropriate for those of us with good intentions:
- “I’m [say I’m] going to go snow shoeing. I bail because it’s too slushy. My snow shoes are still in their packaging.”
(I sympathize with Rhonda; our winters have been quite mild lately!)
Are you a resolutions kind of person? If so, what are you cooking up in 2024? Hit that button and let me know.
Here’s to making sure auld acquaintances will never be forgot,