Happy New Year! So how was it for you? Seen off the hangover yet? Promised all kinds of denial and self-torture in the name of resolutions?
I’m a bit of a sucker for New Year, I have to say. All right, so I’m a sentimental old fool anyway, but there’s something about that old year/new year assessment of the last 365 days, and all the hope and looking forward to the next 365 days…I like the way it punctuates your life, new year, and makes you think about whether or not you’re on track.
2007 was a busy year for me. Big dramas and big changes, quite a lot of stress in there too. I hope 2008 is going to be a bit calmer.
I’ve only got one resolution this year and it’s a bit of a cliché: lose some weight and get fit. Yes – it’s the Wedding Dress Action Plan cranking into action…just half a stone off would be good, nothing too alarming…I want to feel a bit slinky when I’m swishing up the aisle, that’s all. So I’m going to join the gym round the corner (about a minute’s walk away…it really couldn’t be nearer, so no excuses) and work on the three Bs – bum, belly and bingo wings. And, depressingly, impose a chocolate ration on myself. I’ll keep you posted.
It’s much nicer and more fun to make wish-lists on January 1st though, isn’t it? Keep fit resolutions are a bit of a drag. Already I feel a bit uggggh about mine. (Although frankly, as soon as the wedding is over, I will be throwing my gym trainers to the back of the wardrobe where they’ve been for the last four years and loading up the supermarket trolley with Cadburys' finest.) So…wish list for 2008:
Fab, stress-free wedding
Second novel, Over You, flies up the bestseller chart in August
Third novel is finished and brilliant and gets snapped up for publication
We turn our shabby old house into an immaculate, freshly painted, no-dusty-corners home at last
Oh, and of course, good health and happiness for all friends and family, and lovely blog readers everywhere. That's not too much to ask, is it? Here’s to 2008!
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