We are far enough into January that most of us should have given up on the last of our New Year’s resolutions by now.
If not, you still have a few days left before people begin to think you are just being difficult and so begin to shun you.
The sooner you chuck those resolutions overboard, the better off we will all be. That way, the airship of our hopes and dreams can then gain altitude and go on to our scheduled mooring point in Lakehurst, New Jersey.
For example, you may remember that I resolved to post more blogs in the new year.
Well, here we are ten days into January and this is only my third post. Also, it has been a full week since my last post.
What does this tell us?
It tells us that New Year’s resolutions, much like Ferrero Rocher chocolates received as gifts at Christmas, rarely make it past January 2.
It also tells us that it was a fool’s errand to think I would be writing and posting more in this new year. After all, if I did not do any writing or posting over the holidays when I actually had time to do it, what chance do I have now that Real Life™ has resumed in earnest and my every waking moment is consumed with minutia and miscellany and triviality and inconsequentiality?
Well, after reading this post, I think you know the answer to that as much as I do.