I am resolved.

So I never do New Years resolutions. I mean really, I’m perfect. But since I’m a joiner . . . here we go.

For a Better life: Step One
Oh yes, I know you think I’m going to say lose weight. Every woman says lose weight, even those size 6 bitches. But no. I mean, yes I want to lose weight, but I will and then I’ll gain it back. I’m just stable at this size. And besides, it’s not like I’m fat. I’m just fatter than I want to be. So no, not to lose weight. To love my body, my strength, my skin, my curves, no mater what they look like. Besides, it’s not all bad. To get in touch with my body, and remember why I love it, at minimum:

Yoga, 2 times a week,
Muay Thai: 2 times a week.

For a Better life: The Sequel
To make time for my flesh friends. To accept invitations to go places, to spend time with people I have lost touch with. I have great friends, who love me like crazy and I love them too. I need to reconnect with them. 

For a Better life: Or at least a more comfortable one
To finish my house. I mean this is my kitchen floor. It’s just not good. So I need:

A new floor in the kitchen
New carpet or hardwood in the living room
New cabinets in the bathroom
To tear down the built-in in the living room and get some proper storage in it’s place.
There’s more too, but that’s enough for one year.

For a Better life: The Conclusion
Be more open with people. Not the “Hi, let me babble at you and make you think I’m funny and charming, without actually letting you in at all.” The real kind of open. The quiet, honest, compassionate kind of open. The kind I am after a glass of wine (yes ladies, I got the message).

So there we go.  Good luck to me.