I love making New Year’s resolutions.  I believe wholeheartedly that every new year will be the magical year that I make myself over and become a fabulous, dynamic version of myself. Alas, it has yet to happen. Basically I can cross out the date and have the same list year after year. Luckily, hope is a stubborn beast and past failures do little to dampen my enthusiasm for the new year to come.

Knowing myself as I do, I have decided to spare myself the public declarations that inevitably expose my shortcomings and delusions. That is not to say that I don’t have a long and extensive list.  It is just much easier and less humiliating to make secret lists that I do not have to be accountable for.

Unable to resist making a list during list making season, however, I can share my top five favourite resolutions from friends:

1. My friend who planned to chew her food more.
2. My friend who resolved to not eat to the point of pain. Actually this one was mine. Unfortunately, one week into January I must admit that gluttony prevails.
3. My friend who proclaimed that “For the benefit of all, I resolve to be more social this year.”
4. My friend who declared that she would only eat baked goods that she had baked herself or were baked by someone she knew. So far, this has lead to her insisting on meeting the baker at a restaurant when she wanted to finish her meal with a chocolate cookie.
5. The seven year old who pronounced that his resolution was to hit the dart board this year when he plays darts.

Despite my secret lists and inevitable failures I am nonetheless looking forward to a transformative year. If nothing else, I am touched by the tenaciousness optimism, blind that it is, that continues to burn brightly in my secret list filled journals.

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