December 31, 2009
resolved
Five years ago, I made a list of New Year’s resolutions. I wrote them in a notebook, with a pen, even, because I was totally old school: read more, write more, listen to more music.
A month later, I started this blog. Five years later, I write for a living.
Five years later, I also mostly read magazines and listen only to 80s music (and only in the car), so there’s that. You know, if you need some context.
Moral: One in three resolutions can change your life! But the other two? Will be a bust. Seriously.
My house, after the Christmas blizzard of 2009. Photo by Rita Ortloff.
I’m not making any resolutions this year; instead, I’m rethinking my life list. I want the list to be things I can — and will — really accomplish, rather than a haphazard list of cool stuff that might be fun to do someday. And then I’m going to spend this year crossing things off the list.
In 2010 I will also be doing a simple-but-crazy project: I’ll be photographing what I wear, every single day. The good, the bad, the hey-I-haven’t-showered-since-Thursday — every single outfit, every single day. What am I hoping to get out of this? I’m not sure just yet. But 2010 is going to be the year of challenging myself, and this will be a challenge. Get ready.
Five years ago, I made a really simple resolution: write more. Five years later, I’m here. And it’s a good place to be. I can’t wait to see where the next five years takes me.
