So for 2009, I'll need a new list.
1. Lose weight before my wedding.
Notice how I didn't say how much. Trust me, anything will be quite the accomplishment.
2. Save at least SOMETHING from each paycheck.
I may not have devoted an appropriate amount of blog space to this topic, but I am disastrous with money. To be fair, I am getting better. Sort of. But it's still a very sad state of affairs for someone nearly 5 years out of college and soon to be a Mrs.
For goodness sake...I'm supposed to own a 4 bedroom house by now! So maybe if I save some pathetic amount. Say, $20 per paycheck--that's $40 per month. Which is $480 per year. And that's 480 times the amount I saved in 2008. Progress in tiny tiny steps.
3. Cook more meals at home.
This is a cop-out. I cook at home all the time. Whee!
4. Run another race.
And it can't be another 10k because I already did that. Crossing that finish line was one of the high points of my life. It reassured me that, yes, I can complete something.
5. Finish a screenplay.
This sounds like a real blowhard thing to say. Don't a lot of d-bags have unfinished screenplays? Well so do I. Unstarted ones, actually. But this year will be different! And to that end, I've signed up with a writing group. Me! In a writers group. We meet weekly at various apartments and coffee shops. It's so freaking adorable.
6. De-flab my arms.
I practically have wings. When I wave I can feel the distinct underarm swingery one normaly finds hanging from middle school teachers.
7. I just ate a slice of American cheese.
That's not a resolution. I just wanted to throw that in there to give you a sense of perspective on my situation.
8. Keep a clean house.
You know, it's funny, but the more pets you keep, the worse your apartment looks.
9. Get organized.
I don't have to bother expanding on this because I know I won't follow through with it. So.
10. Watch classic movies.
Lately, in spite of myself, I've been drawn to black and white movies. I don't know what it is. Something about the clothing. And the constant smoking. And the peculiar cadence in which the actors deliver their lines. And the supper clubs. (I'll never go to a supper club!)
And that's it, folks. Now, we wait...