The Resolution Revolution

I hate New Year's resolutions. Seriously. Why put that much pressure on yourself? And why, year after year, do people resolve the same things, only to fail miserably at them. Don't get me wrong, I include myself in this. How can I have a resolutions list 20 items long and expect that a flip of the calendar will suddenly make these all viable goals? Grrrr.

So, this year, I dissolved resolving. I am goal-setting, wish-listing, and project planning. (A rose by any other name?) I am a complex mix of a born organized soul and a messy creative one. What that means is that, amidst the chaos, I am remarkably in order. Go figure that out. I sure can't.

I thought about breaking my non-resolutions into twelve categories, and concentrating on one per month. Whatever progress I made on said goals would be measured, charted, and data-analyzed to death (I can't help it, it's a sickness) and when the 1st of each month arrives, I incorporate the next project into the existing.

But that's far too complex, and I fear I'll set myself up for failure, albeit in a far more organized fashion.

So, I say to myself, "Self, how about choosing ONE really important thing, and just concentrating on mastering that?"

It's brilliant in its simplcity. Near genius-like, even.

One thing. Uno. Single, solitary, invidual. It freaks me out to think about it. I'm a natural jack-of-all-trades. I don't feel comfortable unless I have 20 projects going at once. *Finishing* things is the problem.

So, there you have it. My goal for the entire 2005 calendar year -- to COMPLETE something I've started! I'm sick of everyone around me, myself first and foremost, talk talk talking about accomplishing things. I am holding myself accountable for my words. I am holding those around me accountable for theirs.

Now...to choose the thing!