If I Had…

The idea of making resolutions was lost on me, and always has been because quite simply, I never saw the point. When we all sat around Sunday night/Monday morning discussing our resolutions, we had all pretty much decided not to make any because we all knew we’d never keep them. However, I’d like to list a few in hindsight.

• I’d like to manage to get to the gym at least once a week. Forget about actual goals about what I do there, just get my ass in the door and doing something!
• I’d like to find a job I don’t hate… and stick with it. Let me conquer my idiot fear of success slowly but surely.
• I’d like to be able to spend more time with the people who are important to me, and less time with those who aren’t. Some of you who aren’t that important to me should be.

That said, I should be sleeping. Heck, I was sleeping until I woke up feeling like my throat was slicked with snot and the thought “So this is what it feels like to be a sloppy wet vagina” crossed my mind. Laughter is not conductive to sleep, I assure you. I got up, blew my nose, instilled a cough drop with mentholated goodness in my mouth, and sat down at my desk in my comfy white robe. I started reading blogs that I need to catch up on and leaving the odd and scattered “Happy New Year!” comment here and there. I came back here and realized I sort of do have resolutions and typed them out.

New Years was good. It basically ended up being a bunch of us holed up at Princess’, and Wifey cooked. If I ever become rich and famous, I am setting her up with a kitchen and whatever else she wants under the point she cooks for me once a week. Every one was drunk except me, which I know is more then a bit odd. But honestly, after Friday night, I just wasn’t feeling it. The urge to drink just wasn’t there. This might prove to be my saving grace though… not all of my life will be spent in a state of intoxication.

Most of what went on goes under “house rules” but in short, I think we all had a great time. We talked, laughed, listened to music, I played a lot of Xbox instead of socializing (Oops!) and a game of truth or dare because a round table game of “truth”. We asked a question, and everyone had to answer it. Some of them were really rather revealing, and others downright silly. The person with the best (or worst, depending how you looked at it) answer got to ask the next question, though after about an hour we were pretty much out of questions.

Overall a good night. Puppy and Princess went to work on almost no sleep, and when I got up at about 1300, I cleaned up the house as best as I could. Princess came home, and I greeted her at the door- “Welcome home, honey!” Bottles and cans collected, dishes in the sink and not all over the house, trash if not bagged up and taken out at least in one central location. All remaining food in one place on the table.

So yes, a success. Now let’s see if my pseudo-resolutions will be as successful too!