It’s a little over six hours until midnight and I’m
still fat, just like I was at this same time last year. I want to make a
New Years resolution to lose weight, get more organized, stop
bullshitting and get my act together, but I’m tired of useless
proclamations. So this year, I have decided to do something different
based on “self discovery”. When 12 midnight hits, I’m going to have a
drink with my husband, cut the lights out, lie on the floor until about
2am (I live in Detroit and there are still a few ignorant bastards that
celebrate with gunfire, so the floor is the best place) and watch the
Brain Melter (commonly known as television) until I fall asleep. That’s
it. No promises, no expectations, no hopes of miraculous intervention. I
will continue with life as usual.
Now, I know that not planning and hoping for something different and better sounds a bit bleak, but here’s my twisted philosophy. Everything that I have coming to me will come. Anything that I’m going to lose, I will surely lose. Anything that I need to change, I will change, when its time. Making resolutions and stressing yourself out about them could kill you a lot faster than 50 or 60 pounds, and not to mention it burdens the hell out of co-workers who have to listen to you beat yourself up day in and day out. Luckily I work alone, so I would only have my husband to burden, but I’m sure he doesn’t want to hear that either.
I used to be the first person to say what my
resolution was and get really excited about keeping it. By mid January, I
was back at my old habits, and the only thing that changed about me was
that I walked around with footprints on my pants from kicking myself in
the ass. That wasn’t too long ago. Now, I know so much more about
myself than I did back then. I have ADD, I’m a bit selfish, I work in
spurts, I’m highly creative, I consider myself a philosopher, I cherish
innocence and would watch Spongebob all day long if I could. And a
partridge in a pear tree. Knowing who I am allows me to be ok with where
I am in life. Because of my ADD (which is self diagnosed by the way) I
know that I will allow myself to have the variety that I need to keep me
happy. My creativity will push me to venture out, take risks and birth
something incredible. My selfishness won’t allow me to let others take
advantage of me or harm me in any way. The fact that I work in spurts
disallows me to get to wrapped up in work and not have time for the
things that matter to me. Because I am a philosopher, I will always
strive to add purpose and depth to whatever I do and my addiction to
innocence keeps me away from the evils of life that taint people with my
creativity level. Having Spongebob as my personal comedian is the icing
on my cake! My traits and characteristics determine how this year will
turn out for me, not some half ass list of unrealistic goals heavily
influenced by social pressures and all those Weight Watchers commercials
featuring Jennifer Hudson. I refuse to play into the system this year.
What about you? Care to join me?

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