Resolutions

It's been pretty quiet here today, as is usual for us on New Year's. We stayed in last night, too. There was a lot of cooking both days, it seemed. Bob cooked shrimp on the grill in the late afternoon yesterday, for a snack, then later he made Eggs Benedict for a late dinner. We toasted the New Year with Asti Spumante and Dick Clark, and went to bed around one, I guess.

I woke up several times, but somehow I managed to stay in bed until almost 10:30 this morning, a record, I think. When I was in my early twenties, right after I moved away from home into my own apartment, I remember sleeping almost all day on the weekends, or at least until way after noon. It's almost impossible for me to do that anymore, so I was actually quite pleased with myself.

Later, I found out I'd started my period again, so the staying-in-bed made more sense, as did my not feeling very well last night for no specific reason. I'm not pleased with this event, obviously, but as Bob said, I'm getting it taken care of so it will stop, and hopefully this will be the last time.

After I finally got out of bed, Bob made me eggs for breakfast--this time with a cheese sauce instead of Hollandaise, and he grilled me salmon for dinner and I made artichoke dip, and then he made chicken-fried steak for himself, and mashed potatoes and gravy. Oh, and black-eyed peas for luck. His mother called in the afternoon and we talked for awhile, and I told her he was cooking, and she said how nice it was to be married to someone who likes to cook. It is nice. I'm glad he does, since I really don't. I don't actually understand it, but I'm glad he enjoys it.

That was pretty much the extent of the day. I knitted a little, read a little; Bob watched football.

I've been thinking about New Year's resolutions. I haven't made any for a couple of years, mostly because I never seem to stick to them. But I think I'll make a few this year. I actually did pretty well this year, since I started exercising and lost some weight--I just need to keep that up. Actually, I'll basically have to start over sometime in February, after my surgery, so hopefully I can get motivated again after the loss of momentum.

1. Knit my way through my yarn stash before buying any new yarn. I don't have to knit all of it, but make a substantial dent in it.
2. Finish what I start. This applies mostly to knitting--knit two socks, not just one; add the strap to that bag I knit on vacation, finish binding off the scarf I made for someone, finish things. It's too easy to get excited about a new project and want to start.
3. As soon as the surgeon releases me, start back to the health club for cardio and weight training. I'll probably start out on the treadmill at first, and work up to the weight training as soon as he says it's okay.
4. Lose a few more pounds. Twenty, maybe, if I can. I didn't lose anything in December, but I also didn't gain anything over the holidays, so I count that as progress.
5. Get an eye exam. My eyes are getting worse, and I'm pretty sure I could use a new prescription. I don't think I have any coverage in my insurance, though, so I'll have to figure that out.
6. Read 100 books. I haven't been able to do that for the last few years, but I'd like to. I think it's an attainable goal. I made it to 88 this year.
7. Go back to wearing fun earrings. I have about a million pairs of earrings, but I've been wearing the same pair--except for special occasions--for approximately two years now, I think. A pair of small but heavy silver hoops that I got in Mexico. They're great earrings, and I love them, but that's kind of dumb.
8. Write more. Remember how much I enjoy it the process, and try not to worry so much about the end result.
9. Try to remember my dreams again, and honor them. Write them down as soon as I wake up, and pay more attention to them.
10. Try not to worry so much. Try to trust that things will work out for the best, and just do the best that I can, and try to let go of some of the control issues.

That's all.