In the spirit of the New Year, it seems fitting to make resolutions. Truth be told, I think the concept of New Year’s resolutions is suspect at best; selecting an arbitrary date to change one’s life works as well as playing the “lucky numbers” that come on your fortune cookie.
What works is hitting rock bottom – reaching a point where the cost of not attaining that thing you want is greater than your ability to make excuses for not attaining it. (Hopefully you reach that point before appearing on an episode of Intervention, but you get my point).
That said, I have several goals heading into 2013. Writing them down increases accountability…I hope. I’ve never actually tried it, but I’m committing myself to following a road map instead of just winging it all the time. (If college me could hear me now…) Since that technically makes this number one, let’s start at the beginning, #2.
– Learn to say, “Fuck it” a lot more. Instead of spending energy on those who don’t like me, get me, or appreciate what I do, why not invest in cultivating better relationships with those who do and/or who will like/get/appreciate me?
– Overcome the FOS factor. Instead of allowing the Fear of Sucking to keep me from trying new things, why not try them, suck at them, and eventually get better? (A note for comics, blues singers, and emo kids: the best material comes from failure anyways).
– Drink better alcohol. I have friends; I don’t need a Bud.
– Be nicer to my BFF. As the wise and legendary RuPaul says, “If you can’t love yourself, how the hell are you gonna love anybody else?” You get it.
What are you working on this year?