Today is a new year. I’m supposed to have some goals or something to work toward. I don’t. I’ve given it quite a lot of thought in the last few days and I can’t come up with any goals or resolutions.

It isn’t that my life is perfect. It is that I’m too lazy to want to do anything to actually improve my life.

If I was driven, I would be like my sister and make out a list of things to do to make my life a completely balanced creation. Instead, if I was going to make any resolutions, they wouldn’t look like hers at all.

I think it is amazing that she has two weekly things she intends to do that – get this – demand she leaves the house. I do get out of the house to go to work four days a week. I try to schedule things to happen either before work or on the way home so that I don’t have to leave the house after I arrive home from a grueling five hour workday.

My sister has committed to a healthy lifestyle. I cut back on caffeine about 1.5 years ago and remain on the same restricted amount. It was one of my most horrific vices which means I live a very boring life. But I remain at one cup of half-caf and one cup of full caffeine a day. The rest of the coffee is decaf and I don’t feel bad about that at all.

My sister is going to exercise daily. My plan is to eat less (although not necessarily a lot less) than a full serving of chocolate each day. It will always be good chocolate because what is the sense of eating bad chocolate. I love good, smooth, melt-in-your-mouth chocolate. I enjoy it tremendously.

Mt sister has commented that she finds my life to be a source of – well, not envy, but something less tinged with any bad connotations. She would like to be as organized as I am. Anybody could be as organized as I am if that’s all they did with their life. If I was working full time, a more-than-a-few-hours-on-the-occasional-weekend Nana, social butterfly my sister is, I wouldn’t have the time to be as organized as I am. But that isn’t me. I sit here and alphabetize my spices. I know, it’s enough to make one turn green with envy.

My sister wants to schedule at least 15 minutes per day to do something she loves just for fun. I’ve got that covered here. After dinner, I sit down for a few hours and waste time doing not much of any consequence. I play on my forums or social network. I play really stupid computer games. I listen to books on CD or MP3 and crochet. Sometimes I watch college classes that were taped for Academic Earth. Then, when I’m really tired from all that, I put myself to bed and read for a while.

My sister wants to eat healthy and drink lots of water. These are Weight Watcher things and I believe I would be healthier and thinner if I did them, too. However, the chance of that happening is just about zero. If I switched from coffee to water, I could probably hit that goal, but see above about the whole chocolate thing.

My sister is going to look for something positive from each day. I love this idea. When we moved to Cincinnati and my then eight-year-old son was devastated, we began a tradition of Best Thing/Worst Thing each night at supper. You got to whine about ONE worst thing that happened to you that day, if there were any. You HAD to come up with one best thing that happened that day, even if it turned out to be something like, “I didn’t wet my pants on the bus” or something equally ridiculous – but at least that would make us laugh. Looking for something good in each day became a habit and we played that game until the kids moved out.

My sister is also going to perform 365 Radom Acts of Kindness, apparently taking off for Leap Day. I think that would be a great resolution for me as well, if I only did that sort of thing.

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