John Reed and Dr. Kirk this week write about New Year’s Resolutions and it reminded me that I solved that problem years ago.
I don’t remember the particulars of the column I wrote some 20 years ago but I can well remember the gist of it: my choices of resolutions were so easily attainable that I couldn’t fail.
I resolve not to eat spinach.
I resolve not to run a marathon.
I resolve to breath at every opportunity.
I resolve to sleep at least once a night.
I resolve not to play professional sports of any kind.
I resolve to wake up from sleep every morning.
I resolve to watch TV at least two days a week.
I resolve to play computer games at least once a week.
I resolve to love my children.
I resolve to love my grandchildren.
I resolve to shave at least once a week whether I need to or not.
I resolve to bathe at least once a week whether I need to or not.
I resolve to follow the good wife’s orders and complete her seemingly enless Honey-Do list that evolves and increases with alarming regularity.
Besides, life is easier that way.