Oh, man. It’s Sunday night, and I’ve logged at least nine hours of work today. Good thing I didn’t make any resolutions about “not working too hard” or “getting a life.” Maybe in February.
The first thing I did do with my resolutions was to knock off the easy one, the Errand. It took 10 minutes, and afterward I was so pleased with myself. I thought, “You could have done this at any time in the past six months and experienced this same joy.” Then I realized that really wasn’t true. There’s a special joy in making a complex plan with an acronym before doing your boring chores.