I like making resolutions. Sometimes in the middle of say April, I’ll make a resolution to make a new recipe once a week or in July I’ll make a resolution to swear less or whatever. But I decided not to add any new resolutions to my list of the four I made when I got laid off. Since, as you may know, I’ve barely been able to address those.
But it’s a new year, and I have nothing but optimism for what it holds*. I started off the day by working out. I’ve done several loads of laundry. My house is all nice and tidy (because I had people over yesterday to watch the SC’s bowl game. I seem to only want to pick up when there’s a possibility of someone seeing how I actually live.). And, drum roll please, I submitted two resumes this morning. Woohoo. I’m celebrating by spending the rest of the day on the couch with a book, an afghan, and a cat.
*follow along and see how long that lasts