Hooray for me! In celebration of this New Year, I accomplished exactly what I set out to do. I stayed awake long enough to see the ball drop. Wow!
To most folks, having such a miniscule goal is silly, but as I’ve aged my circadian rhythms often take full control, especially after sundown. Did you know eyelids can gain a hundred pounds?
What made this past year important to acknowledge is because it was so wonderful. I wanted to show it “respect” by personally watching it move into my rearview mirror. I’m not unique by any stretch. That date threshold fills billions of rearview mirrors as earth’s rotation triggers celebrations around the world.
Suffice it to say 2013 was excellent for me in every measurable way. My wife Ann and I took a couple of great vacations, had a couple of very enjoyable visits from family, and personally had an excellent World Series of Poker tournament experience in Vegas.
I also love what I do for a living so find enjoyment at some level every single day. All in all, the year didn’t leave much to be desired for us.
And most importantly, we enjoyed a blessing, which makes all else pale in comparative value. We’re healthy, which trumps everything.
I printed out a compilation of what all went on last year and felt somewhat embarrassed our family fared so well. I fully understand my good fortune is neither earned nor deserved but simply fate’s benevolence, which I’ll appreciate until the 12th of Never as Johnny Mathis might say.
America didn’t do all that well but the country’s time will return. We probably have another 1,000 days of sluggish growth and stifling government to slog through but this too will pass.
Thankfully, Obama and his ilk have been checkmated from doing too much more damage. He’s used up all of his smoke and mirrors, which clothed his whole administration. This Emperor stands exposed before Americans as a lying incompetent. Period.
It’s appropriate at the first of every year to make resolutions for the purpose of realigning one’s trajectory into a New Year. Over time I’ve learned to make public promises that are non-specific, hence attainable.
For example, I won’t pledge to lose a given number of pounds or walk a certain number of miles every week. In keeping with this fuzzy commitment strategy, I’ve set forth doable goals for 2014.
Regarding exercise, I’ll use our treadmill every day but you’ll have to be quick to catch each session. That means even if I walk for only five minutes, it counts, which constitutes an elegant fuzziness since the qualifier “every day” isn’t specific as far as elapsed time.
I vow to become more charitable. I’ll set aside my cynicism regarding flashy charities with their gauntlets of administrative costs in favor of dollar for dollar benefits to those who need. It’s not a long trip from Sam’s to the soup kitchen. We’ll drive it more often.
I could also resolve to enjoy every single day, but I already do that anyway so it wouldn’t count. Happy 2014!
Otis Gardner’s column appears here weekly. He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.