A resolution at a time.

So it is that time of the year where we pretend that everything is going to change while we are oh! so sure that they will remain so so much the same. Let's face it, the smokers shall continue to smoke, the drinkers shall continue to drink and those who pledged to lose 10kgs this year will probably add 5kgs. At least 90% of them will. I'm not playing devil's advocate here (at least I'm trying not to.) and I really do hope that you fall among the 10% that make resolutions that they intend to keep. But lets face it.... we are of the human breed and we barely keep our word let alone resolutions. Resolutions are a result of either too much alcohol, rest or excitement or a deadly combination of all and as such we are irrational and think we are superhuman, inhuman or some other non human form prone to good behaviour.

That is why, this year, my one and only resolution is.....wait for it.... TO GET RICH! (I told you we are prone to our own idiocy!). I have a plan to this idiotic thinking. It is not solid, it is not written in hard volcanic rock and it has not been thought out as carefully as it should be, but yes.....there is a shaky plan. I have written down all the pros of being a rich woman and promptly adviced myself against all the cons. But if you think about it critically, what really are the cons of being rich?? If you have a con, you are in serious need of a good but very cheap shrink.


Imagine this on me...I would so look good as a rich person!

So here are some of the pros that pushed me gently towards my resolution:

I'm through with standing in line
to the clubs I'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the ninth
and I'm never gonna win
This life hasn't turned out
quite the way I want it to be

(tell me what you want)

I want a brand new house
on an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king size tub big enough
for ten plus me

(yeah, so what you need)

I'll need a, a credit card that's got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club
At thirty-seven thousand feet

(Been there done that)

Rock star- Nickleback

Anywho, on a serious note.I am not big on resolutions. I never have been. Mostly because I am not big on disappointment, least of all from me and mine so I prefer to steer away from anything that will cause me any kind of emotional discomfort. This year started with a bus load of emotional discomfort. I think I jumped the year lower than I have been in a long time. So my first reaction was to sink deeper into depression and never ever come back. (Don't think I said this before..Sorry for messing your new year!) I didn't leave my bed for days, my phone was more off than on, I was barely eating or drinking anything. After a few days of miserable existence, life had to move on. I figured the only way left to go was up. Got up, showered and went to spread my sad existence elsewhere.

Anyway, back to my resolutions. I think it takes a big blow to your psyche to realise what is worth fighting for. So this year, it took a near crush and burn for me to realise, I am worth fighting for. My resolution this year : I do me!. I have been waiting all my life for life to recognise my existence. For the world to realise that I am someone worth caring about, that I am something more than a doormat but lo! and behold!, it left me bruised and battered on the sidewalks and sped off without looking back.

So I gathered my wits around me and decided that the best and only resolution I can make for me this year is to make sure that the year is the best one yet. No more waiting for calls that will never come, no more sitting by my phone hoping something will come up, no more making excuses for everything and everyone who feels they have a right to kick me in the gut. This year, I shall have my dinner for one because I want to and not because life stood me up. It doesn't get to dictate where, how or with who I choose to live my life. It doesn't tell me where to put my money or how to use it. If I become rich along the way, then good for me....if I don't, money isn't everything. However, my life is everything to me. Literally.

This year, In my life, I reign supreme! And this B@#*h is gonna rule with an iron fist.



PS: For those who were on the wondering. Mt. Kilimanjaro........Made it to the very top baby!!! It was an awesome experience. Would I do it again....Probably not. This year, I think I will go learn how to wind surf. It's more near my altitude of comfort. See tit bits of our journey up Kili on one of my lovely friend's blogs http://ohweknow.blogspot.com/2010/12/gillmans-point-stellas-pointuhuru.html

Lovely 2011 good people!