It is always this way.  The first day of the year (or the second, in my case) a person reviews his or her life and decides to make a change.  A resolution.  As often as not, this resolution does not last the week, much less a year.  But we still continue to make them.  Because we want these changes (even if we are unable or unwilling to put the effort forth for them).  And because sometimes people do actually achieve them.

I am going to attempt them, of course.  I have not in recent years been much of a Resolutionist.  But my life has been full of changes recently anyway, from my retirement in the Air Force, to moving into my first owned house, to starting at a new college, that I thought I would take the leap.  My intention today is to take the time to make a list of the things I want to accomplish this year and list them in this blog, so that they will be there for anyone to see (even if I am the only one to visit this blog).  I do not expect to meet each of these resolutions, although I would be thrilled if I were to do so.  In my life the journey has been just as important (if not more so) than the destination.

I know one of my resolutions will involve writing (to include my intention to blog every day), as it is something that is very important to me and, paradoxically, something I have let slip away, to be taken over by other things, to be put on the shelf, gathering dust, as I tell myself I will get to it when I can.  But of course there is always something I can put my effort to before the writing (and many things I have to), so I let it sit.  Nevermore, cries the Raven.  Or at least it is not my intention, it softly coos and cocks its head.

So tomorrow the resolutions will forever be unleashed, so that others can ask why I did not do this or how I failed that.  Unless I don't type them.  Or I delete them, hoping that nobody has enough computer skill to dig them from the bowels of the Internet.