and it's time to make my annual list of good intentions. I don't call them resolutions because I have discovered that I always have good intentions, whether or not I actually keep to my resolutions. Better to just call them good intentions to begin with - even though they supposedly pave the road to hell. This year I intend to pray more and worry less. Oh, and listen more and talk less. That's always a good one and it usually lasts several months. I intend to write more and read marginally less - that is a really difficult one. I intend to look up more. I have really good intentions about letting things go, too. Another hard one. And then there's trying hard to be truly kind - a daily struggle sometimes.
Goals are good intentions with a deadline. My primary goal for this year is to finish the first draft of the mystery I'm writing and move one step closer to being published. I'll let you know how that turns out.
And finally, I have to confess that I really don't like black-eyed peas anymore. I have been eating them every year on New Year's Day for luck and well, they taste terrible no matter how you doctor them up and they haven't really brought me any good luck over the years anyway. I have good intentions to resolve that my goal is to never eat them again. So there.
So you're not going to eat black eyed peas anymore. Good for you!
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