I will try to get off my ass more. No gym memberships, no Jane Fonda workouts. But I'll eventually hook up my Wii and try to do something active every once in a while.
I will get a damn job. I don't care how persnickety you are, employers, one of you WILL give me a job.
I will get back to work on Janie. I swear, Lulu, I will!!!!!!
I will find my bed, wherever it is lurking in back order hell, and will get it delivered here before 2012.
I will continue in my quest to embrace the word NO and worry more about my own sanity and well-being instead of catering to ridiculous double-standards and unfair expectations.
I will try to stop cursing at slow-driving, wishy-washy lane-changers.
I will focus on the good and leave the bad and unfulfilling behind.
I will try to end the addictive cycle of eating way too much buffalo chicken dip.
I will win a damn Kindle. I will. I will. I will.