Share My New Year Resolutions

Posted on Jan 1, 2012 in Personal

Before talking about new year resolutions, let me just say a huge, massive, thank you to you all for making my Christmas dreams come true. I asked you to help me have world peace in Shotton and you did it. My Christmas morning was the best I’ve had in years. All my family around me, all having fun, all being ‘nice’ and I wish I could explain how much it meant to me. But I’m guessing those of you with families know it anyway.

So, on to 2012 and those pesky new year resolutions that we all make and then drop like hot bricks, usually before the first week is out. Ok, so maybe you don’t drop your resolutions that quickly. If you don’t, then you’re a smart arse and should be very proud of yourself. For the rest of us mere mortals, dropping them is almost as much of a tradition as making them in the first place.

This year, however, I figure I’d best stick to mine because it may well be the last chance I get. (Seeing as how the world is ending ya know ) And then I thought, if I stick them up here for the world to see, I’d have to stick to them or y’all would know what a loser I am and I can’t possibly let that happen! So here you go.

Releasing the Skinny Bitch

She’s in there somewhere. Hiding behind the layers of fat and the years of being Mrs Nicey Nicey. Stripping away the fat will no doubt be a lump easier than remembering to tell folks to get lost when they ask for stuff they have no right asking for.

For years, I’ve opted for the peaceful life and just let folks get on with doing whatever it is they’re doing. I used to put in my two-penneth but then realised it was a waste of time because they’ll do it anyway, regardless of whatever I say or think or feel. So I’ve tended to save my breath in the hope of saving my sanity.

That ain’t gonna happen anymore. It hasn’t worked out as well as I’d hoped. In fact, it hasn’t worked out at all. Opening my mouth or keeping it closed has no effect on what other people do. But it will at least give me the satisfaction of knowing Iam being a bitch.

Fulfilling My Dreams

This year sees me taking my girls to Florida. I’ve only been wanting to go for the last 20 years. Ever since my own kids were little. Never had the money to do it, and still don’t if I’m honest. But some things are more important than money. And dreams are one of those things.

I can live without Sky tv. I don’t need an expensive mobile contract. Going out partying isn’t really my scene. And seeing as how I won’t be eating any more takaways (see above about losing the fat) there’s even more money to be saved!

All of which is going to the Florida fund, or the, ‘fulfilling my dreams’ fund. Any shortfall will be made up by my credit card company. They’re nice like that. And if I’m really lucky, I won’t even have to pay it back because the world will end shortly after we return anyway.