Jumunjin, South Korea
It is the Monday before Korean New Year, and a month after normal New Year. It’s time for a new year’s resolution. I thought about and talked to some people about New Year’s resolutions, and I came to the consensus that there’s not much point in making it public and committing to a promise that you will probably break – Brian Cowen is a perfect example of this.
But I think that my New Year’s resolution is a good one, and it’s one that I can make or break without trying to hard and by just going about my daily business. This year will be very busy for myself and herself; first thing on the list being another episode of our never ending moving home saga and then, of course, there’s the older brother’s wedding in London in early August.
Right. Down to business.
I resolve for the forthcoming year (and hopefully for all to follow) to …
…do what I’ve done this past year better. And if it’s something I haven’t done before, I will do whatever it is as well as I can and hope that it’s enough to keep my head above water.
If I can keep that up for the majority of the year, I suppose I should be happy and shouldn’t find too much fault in myself – needless to say whether others find fault will be a post for another day.
While I’m on the subject, let me elaborate: New Year’s resolutions have always boggled me as something unrealistic. If you set yourself a specific and objective goal you end up concentrating on that all the time. But if I try to succeed in my little resolution, my goals will depend on the situation and will be relevant anytime I try to do something, giving emphasis to everything. If I can focus on what I’m doing all the time with the objective of bettering myself, I expect I might do something right.
“Whoop-dee-doo! Amn’t I great” with a sprinkling of sarcasm and cynicism I can hear you sing. Well, at the moment on the day before the whole thing goes into play as my masterplan of me being amazing, yes, I am great. The fucking greatest is what I am. For now.
As a second to this resolution I have two more minor resolutions:
1. Get the thumb out: yes, as simple as that. Stop fucking around and go through with those notions that I seem to write great lists about. This objective is much like the first and will require more specific focus. Also, it’s more motivational but entirely necessary if I’m to even attempt the first thing on my list.
2. Reach my goals: I’m not the kind of person who sets themselves goals and expects to reach them. Frankly, I think setting yourself goals doesn’t account for the fact that life is shite and full of sticky bits that will more than likely get in your way. In saying that myself and herself are fairly good at reaching our targets despite numerous obstacles – when we have said that we want to do something, we have done it (to an extent – getting rid of debt seems to be the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow right now). It makes us very happy when we do achieve these tasks. What I mean this time though is those minor goals that I set myself throughout the year be they work related, writing related, relationship related or any other I’ve failed to mention.
You’ve probably seen this whole intention in this post for me to spend the next year trying to get stuff done, keep my promises and all-in-all do a better job of whatever it is I am doing.
It’s not unreasonable to expect myself to do this. But, it’s all nothing if I can’t do the first – do what I’ve done better or to the best of my ability. It’s not modesty that’s determining this, its experience. I know I can make a balls of things, but I also know that I can do things well if I apply myself. Time has decided that it’s now that I should get the thumb out (I hear a few of you mumbling “about bloody time” at the back), reach my goals, and all the time try to do the best I can.
That’s that said. Good luck and good night to you all.
Have a happy and prosperous new year!