I’ve never believed in making New Year’s resolutions, but I often find myself with vague notions of what I want to do in the coming year. So, in the interest of getting more specific, here’s my “countdown of goals” for 2017:
10 vacation days needed for JustHusband’s birthday extravaganza. (I’m not saying which birthday it is because I suspect he’s just a wee bit sensitive about this one.)
9 TV shows to binge-watch now that we’ve finally got Netflix.
8 more times I’ll dither over whether to get dreadlocks (I’ve been thinking about doing it for the past ten years or so, but always hesitate to take the plunge, because it’s so permanent and I have commitment issues. 😛 )
7 nonfiction books read by June.
6 attempts at drafting the novel that has been rattling around in my head for the past several years.
5 traditional Trinidadian and Guyanese dishes mastered. (I’m not specifying which ones because I don’t want to jinx myself.)
4 months passed before complaining about the weather and wishing for summer.
3 weeks between calling and/or getting together with friends.
2 Instagram posts/week (now that I’ve finally joined!).
1 year in which I will live my life with radical hope, joyful purpose, and quiet determination. Minimum.
Happy New Year!