Once again, it's time for thinking of New Years Resolutions. We always go back over our faults and pick out the most egregious societal violations that should we manage to improve, well, life would be nothing but rainbows, lollipops and unicorns.
Yeah, right.
I'm here to tell ya, I'm sick and tired of trying to change to suit the world. The world never acknowledges my efforts nor my successes in the areas of self improvement. Nor does it comfort me when I fall short of my goals. The world surely seems to be quite unable to give a rat's ass what I think, say or do in that regard.
With this in mind, I'm announcing that from now on, there will be no more New Years Resolutions coming from this fat boy. Nope, I'm not conforming to suit a bunch of rude sunsabitches that have no common courtesy. Screw 'em all, I'm sick of it.
Nope, the world is gonna have to change to accommodate me, by God. I'm too tubby for ya? Well, screw you. Too crabby? Up yours. Too poor? Eat me. My anti-social behavior getting under your skin? Good. Shows me I'm on the right track.
Y'all can take your Hallmark Moments Resolutions and put 'em where the sun don't shine. Not gonna play no more.
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I read that story on the top five regrets of people close to death and the very first one was not being true to oneself.
Number three is about having the courage to express oneself. Guess you nailed that one. lol
I was never much for NY resolutions to start with. But any I might make are for nobody's benefit but mine. Anyone doesn't like me the way I am, well, too bad. So I'm right there with ya. I might find a few moments to ponder self-improvement after I have a few pieces of the cheese-stuffed pizza that's in the oven right now.
Good for you! Merry New Year, you old fat grump! ;-) LOL
I enjoyed this so much I made my wife read it. She did, and said "Wow. He.....he sounds like YOU."
Which I'm proudly wearing as a compliment.
Jan '09 I announced it to be the "Year of Me". I was sick of the shit, sick of helping out with no thank you, no reciprocity, sick of dealing with other people's problems. I was gonna do what I wanted when I wanted and how I wanted. Then a club I'm involved with went batshit, the elected leaders stealing from the coffers and resigning. And guess what? I accepted the position of President. Gone was the Year of Me.
I want my Year.
Year's ago, I made a New Year's Resolution to never make another. It's been surprisingly easy to keep for decades.
I feel much better about "the world" realizing that I am just preaching to the choir here. Heh.
There is no point in doing your best...
Have a joyous New Year's Eve and a great new year, Jeff!
Hah! So true, Tatyana! Happy New Years to you and yours as well.
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