2012 is coming to a close and my vacation is ending. I’ve been spending my time lazing around my apartment imagining new year’s resolutions and simultaneously giving my soul to Netflix. (In case you were wondering, it’s worth it. Sherlock is very much worth my soul.) Anyway, when I got up this morning to take Lana (my dog) out to go potty, I saw a huge dent in my car. Like, a big one. On my nice car. It’s not BMW nice, but it’s nicer than my old car was. So naturally I was
fuming upset, but I keep telling myself it’s just a car. And deep down I know that. (What I’m really upset about it the lack of apology, but whatever, what can you do?) So how is that related to my new year’s resolutions?
Well, this little accident feels so perfectly timed. For me to see this on the last day of this year makes me feel like I should learn something from it to apply to next year (yes, I believe in signs, if that offends you, suck it up and stop being so easily offended). I’ve got to learn to let the little things slide and not to worry myself over things I can’t change. So tonight, in an attempt to be an optimist, I’m not “ringing in” the new year, I’m “dinging in” the new year.
I am corny, I am super uncool, but I already feel better. A smidgen. But that’s better than not at all! So imagine me lifting my mug of Irish Coffee, if you will, as I say, “here’s a toast to 2013 – a year of being the best I can, preparing for life as a young adult, and painting my own silver linings, because they’re not going to create themselves.” I hope that you might consider your own goals this year, too.
“Every man should be born again on the first day of January. Start with a fresh page. Take up one hole more in the buckle if necessary, or let down one, according to circumstances; but on the first of January let every man gird himself once more, with his face to the front, and take no interest in the things that were and are past.”
-Henry Ward Beecher