My New Year's Resolutions - Two-thousand and Six

After giving this some considerable thought, I have narrowed down my list of this year's New Year's Resolutions (I capitalize because of the magnitude of this commitment). Here they are, in no certain order.

- I will read more. I know everybody says this, and I have every year since I learned to read, I think. But I'm serious this time. And I have books sitting here beside me to prove it (as well as in every bureau drawer and on every tabletop throughout my house). I am even planning a trip to the library tomorrow....I haven't been since October.

- I will not worry as much. This is a chronic condition, but I plan to overcome it with God's help. I am going to be the one, for a change, who is cool as a cucumber. This will come in handy as we near the sale of this house, the purchase of our next house, and the birth of our 2nd child. Whew.

- I will grow my hair out. I am tired of having short hair. I feel older. I feel too Mommy-like. I hope that these pregnancy hormones will do their trick and make it grow faster and faster. I am open to shampoo suggestions that are known to help this process along.

- I will use the things I have. I will quit looking for other diversions and instead enjoy the things I've been blessed with....our cable subscription, my iPod, my kitchen and its utensils, and the things in my closet. (Though it KILLS me not to go out and buy the latest fashions. For one, I'd have to buy maternity, and that would be a waste since it will be totally unnecessary at year's end. Second, if I did buy current trends on the racks, when I'm back to my normal size next year, the duds will be as ancient as King Tut.)

- I will write more. This is a must. I have so many words inside my head by now that they're practically leaking out of my cranium. I have to prioritize getting them down on paper (or screen).

- I will spend more time with family. This is mainly due to the eye-opening realization recently that my Papa Gravely has only about one more year to live. I need to remember what's really important, and do it.

- I will delve into a deeper relationship with my Savior. Though it's tougher when you have a child (and then two), I still crave it. I need to get my act together and get to looking for some new Bible studies....or just start digging into the Word and write my own.

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