Every year I make the same New Year’s resolutions. To lose weight, get fit, and be nicer to people. When this doesn’t pan out by January 5th I resign myself to being one of life’s failures and I hibernate face down in a bag of Thornton’s Viennese truffles, consoling myself that I can try again next year. Well this year I have decided to give myself more realistic and achievable goals for the year ahead so I can feel on top of the world. Or at least on top of a high skyscraper. One with safety railings in place. On a non-windy day. Here are ten I believe I can achieve.
1. I will do the washing up every day. Or at least every other day. Otherwise, even though I live on my own, it appears like I’ve had a large dinner party every time I wash up.
2. I will not leave empty toilet roll tubes in the bathroom. Just because you can build a Roman temple out of them doesn’t mean you should.
3. I will shave my legs more often so that it doesn’t resemble a Wookiee massacre in the bath when I do.
4. I will use less cocktail umbrellas in everyday drinks. This is far to frivolous when I’m saving for a transatlantic trip.
5. I will eat more bananas and less fudge. I don’t think I eat enough bananas. I think I eat too much fudge.
6. I will not google medical symptoms to self-diagnose myself. Last year I had a brain tumor, a heart attack, an assortment of cancers and erectile dysfunction.
7. I will watch less television. My current 51 hours a week is far too excessive. 49.5 hours is my new target.
8. I will attempt to eat more green food. And unfortunately that doesn’t mean peppermint Aero’s. Does it?
9. I will not yawn in public without covering my mouth with my hand. It looks like I’m doing a performance art piece based on Edvard Munch’s ‘The Scream’. It’s not attractive or ladylike.
10. I will not shove whole Jaffa cakes into my mouth. Again, not attractive or ladylike.
So there you are, lower your expectations of yourself and release your inner winner.