Resolution 2019

Welcome to 2019!

Day 2.

What is a new year without a New Year’s resolution?

Mine? To get on top of this blog thing. My resolution is to post once a week. My eye is set on posting every Wednesday. A little humor to help all seven of my readers make it through the rest of the work week.

Sure, I’d like to eat better, exercise more, have less adult beverages (or at least have them less days per week), and lose weight, like everyone else partaking in the resolution making, but I’m going to focus on something I can do while sitting down instead.

When I first started this blog, I thought it would be easy to post once a week. I even thought I would be able to write multiple posts in a week. I’ve been wrong before, and this proves to be another tick in the column.

To be honest, I have some other secondary resolutions as well.

First, I have to figure out how my wife surpassed me as a gym rat. This role reversal has me taken aback.

We both benefit from going to the gym and motivating each other to be healthier, and I’m certainly proud of her dedication and accomplishments from her newly adopted routine. She’s become my workout buddy and frequently comes up with new exercises to try.

However, life is a competition, and I’m not a fan of having less visits to the gym than her on those weeks I’m on the road, or moving in the opposite direction of her on the bathroom scale.

I’d also like to watch less TV, or whatever it is called in the days of Netflix, Hulu, HBO Now, and Prime Video.

We may not have cable at our house, but there is no shortage of opportunities to spend 10 straight hours wasting away on our couch, becoming infused into the cushions as my brain turns to mush and absorbs episode after episode of whatever binge worthy sitcom has become readily available through the power of the internet.

It occurs to me now that I should probably get back to handling those tedious nuances of being an adult, which I have neglected as of late. Things have fallen through the cracks, like getting my car and motorcycle inspected since it is closely approaching four months past due.

However, I blame Texas for this. They never sent me anything in the mail to remind me or require me to get this done.

There it is. The final secondary resolution:

In 2019, I will be certain to find the correct person to blame whenever someone, some company, or some government agency purposely causes me to miss a deadline, opportunity, or requirement.

Let’s start with the electric company. You made my last bill due on December 26. The day after Christmas. I accurately assign you the blame for my late fee.

Who’s next?