1 January 2001
Last year: We watched the ball drop at midnight, drank our champagne (or sparkling grape juice), kissed our loved ones, hooted on our noisemakers, and ran out into the street to watch the world end.
My New Year's Resolutions for 2001
I will not allow my weight to affect my sense of self-worth. If I make an active attempt to lose weight, it will be for reasons of health, rather than beauty. I will try to learn that what is true for everyone else is true for me as well: beauty shines from within, and has more to do with attitude than numbers on a scale. I see this in other people all the time; why can't I see it in myself more than once in a blue moon?
I will be more active. I will get out of the house on a regular basis, even if the activity isn't actually exercise per se. I will work in the garden and in the yard. I will do work around the house (not actually housework, which I loathe, but the myriad of odd jobs that homeowners are prey to). I will play cooperative tennis with Braz and Kris and Matt, and look for other people with whom to play other cooperative sports. I will play miniature golf, or go bowling, or go to the movies, or go shopping, or go for walks. Maybe I will buy a bike, and explore the neighborhood in which I live in ever-widening circles.
I will achieve some measure of satisfaction in my work. If this means that I have to get a new job, so be it.
I will complete and submit for paid publication at least three stories. (I've given up wanting to be a writer for a living. Now I just think it would be cool to be a writer on the side...)
With the knowledge that my car will probably last only another couple of years, I will re-work my budget, give myself a smaller allowance, and try to live within it. (But first, I will buy myself an iBook!) At the same time, I have noticed in myself an increasing tension when it comes to financial matters, to the point where I have to almost physically restrain myself from quibbling over a few cents. I will strive to be more relaxed about money and possessions, and to be more generous with others.
I will strive to be less judgmental, more forgiving, and more patient.
I will attempt to be worthy of the respect and love given to me by my family and my friends.
I hope you all had a very nice New Year's Eve. Our party wasn't very big, but it was graced by good friends, and that made it wonderful. We told silly stories, pulled out Howie (my Homedics massager I was given for Christmas) and used it on each other, turned the TV on for all of about five minutes so we could watch the ball drop in Times Square, and ate a lot of food. We only took a few pictures. I'll post some of them later today, or maybe tomorrow.
Everyone had gone home (well, except for Jeff, who's still staying with us) by 1:15. Now, I need to wrap this up so I can get downstairs and start preparing for the open house brunch we're having in -- eep! -- half an hour!
1:15 pm - Eleven to two. That's what I said when I invited everyone. Some people said, "I don't know if we're going to be able to make it, but we'll try." Some said right out that they wouldn't make it. Nancy got excited and promised to bring a breakfast quiche to share around. My parents said, "Oh, that sounds fun! We'll have to come by for a little bit!"
Matt, Jeff, and I had a lovely breakfast. No one else showed up. I suppose, since it's not quite two yet, that someone might. But it seems a little unlikely. Why didn't anyone just say, "Liz, don't be silly. No one is going to be up for brunch on New Year's Day! Save the idea for some other occasion!" Only the Brandts called to let us know for certain they weren't coming. When I called my parents to wish them a happy new year, my mom said, "Well, probably everyone's too busy for waffles." I admit to feeling more than a little hurt. I got all excited, and no one thought to tell me it wouldn't work. I guess I should have asked for RSVPs, but I thought it would be more fun as an open house.
I can't decide which is worse: the fact that no one showed up, or the fact that I'm not really surprised.
Oh, well. I only got five and a half hours of sleep last night, because I was up sick until after three. I'm going to post this, then go take a nap.
Currently Reading:
- nothing at the moment
Current Projects:
- Enjoying the New Year and trying to live up to my resolutions