Counting this entry… I’ve done 22 entries this year. That isn’t even two a month (shit, I totally skipped out doing one in February.)
So what does the New Year mean or bring? Well, I hate to tell you, but with the exception of a new calendar and a hangover, absolutely nothing… well aside from a few broken resolutions.
Resolutions are nothing more than lies that we tell ourselves to make up for years of shitty behavior. I’m going to quit smoking, I’m going to lose weight, I’m going to drink less, I’m going to be nice, I’m going to stop masturbating on the patio… blah blah fuckin’ blah.
The only resolution I make any more on December 31st is that I am going to put my new calendar up before February gets here…. And that’s all I plan on doing this year as well. Besides, I don’t need resolutions to keep me busy, I already have more than enough. I already plan on working on the basement, but up here on the main level, my bathroom is in need of a little gutting and makeup. There is no medicine cabinet and there is a pantry type built in that smells like very old wood. That is the final closet in this house that smells like that. The kitchen cupboards smelled like that, and so did my closet and the hall closet. All of that has been replaced so far. Someday I’ll have to throw some pictures up I suppose. My main plan is to rip out the pantry type closet in the bathroom completely and have a larger vanity and a medicine cabinet. With the exception of the towels, everything in that cabinet will fit in the medicine cabinet.
So I guess that is my resolution if you can call it that… keep fixing my house up. I think I should have my own damn show on HGTV or DIY by now dammit. Where is my show?
On the plus side here, nobody… and I mean NOBODY said “See You Next Year” to me. I am so glad that I didn’t have to hear that unoriginal bullshit this year. In fact, now that I think about it, I haven’t heard that since I worked in retail. Imagine that.