So this year, I've got to get more reasonable. Be a little less ambitious. Shoot for the top of the house rather than the stars.
1) Drink more wine. A few nights a week, I'll have a glass of wine. Thank goodness for Trader Joe's Two-Buck Chuck (which is more like 3 bucks these days). It'll do. And if you're feeling snobby about your fermented grape juice, I've read studies showing that even experts are often unable to distinguish between cheap and expensive wines during blind taste tests.
|Sparkling wine counts, too.|
2) Train the kids to clean the house top to bottom. I've been cleaning for years. I resolve to stop.
3) Meet and foster relationships with my neighbors. My area is actually called "Neighborville". And yet I only know a few of my fellow street-mates. I plan on bribing them with beer and spinach dip. And a nude-y dance. By Ryan, of course.
|My neighbors' house. I've met them walking by, but otherwise, know nothing about them. |
That shall change, by golly!
5) Make more money blogging. I resolve to sacrifice my principles and morals, up to and including shilling for products I would never ever use in real life, over-processing my photos so that my children resemble stepford kids (whitewashed photos popped with colors not found in nature drive up pageviews, y'all), and hosting giveaways for useful items I found while dumpster diving. Then I'll just sit back and watch the pennies roll in.
|That hair is worth millions!|