| Resolute
With Resolutions
by BARBARA
DICKINSON
O.K., crunch time it is. Before me are the words of Rilke
that always inspire me at this time of the year:
And now let us welcome the new year, full of things
that have never been.
I feel as if those lines are directed solely at me, especially
things that have never been.
With that in mind I am determined to get my New Years
Resolutions down on paper this minute, before the blur of
Christmas completely overwhelms me. And no matter how prepared
I think I am, that blur definitely can wipe a person out
mentally and physically.
When one falls asleep at the keyboard of a computer, it
is time to acknowledge that the seasonal BLUR has hit. Serious
sleep is the acknowledged remedy, but not before jotting
down resolutions that keep jostling around above me, popping
up with the frequency of firecrackers exploding in the air.
Some unseen spiritual conscience must be hovering up there,
telling me that next year I must resolve to be a better
person, a more organized person, a more caring and literate
person. As the little girl Virginia was told, If you
see it in the paper, it is so. If I write my resolutions
down on paper, here before the public eye, they will have
to be engraved upon my psyche and daily habits.
Here goes:
1. PATIENCE.
{Patience in all things, waiting for the eggs to boil, the
dog to come in from the cold, the husband to finish his
daily pill-taking, the postman to finish with the thirteen
people in line before getting to my one letter, waiting
in doctors offices for appointments that never seem
to occur at the appointed hour. If I could buy PATIENCE
by the bushel, Id go broke just to have tons of it
on hand. Definitely, that is my number one resolution: to
be MORE patient.)
2. LABEL ALL LEFTOVERS PLACED IN FREEZER
Why do I think Ill remember Tuesdays leftovers
(frozen in neat plastic cups) on Thursday week? Why does
White Bean Chile look exactly like Turkey Hash after it
has been frozen for two weeks? How many times do I have
to pull out a green bean casserole thinking it is my treasured
crab casserole and be horribly embarrassed when I have no
main dish for dinner? Labels, labels, labels: Ill
keep a batch of blank ones in the cookbook cabinet. Promise!
3. CALL EACH CHILD AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK
This is a no-brainer. Ive been fairly good this year
but I can do better. Figuring out when to call is the sticky
part, and disparate time zones dont make it easier.
At least my Prague child will be in the states so that makes
calling simpler. Im old-fashioned enough to still
write to each child with some frequency but nothing takes
the place of hearing a hello, or hi, mom!
4. FINISH THE NEW YORKER ON TIME
Why do I feel guilty when the new issue of this venerable
weekly comes in and the last issue languishes on my bedside
table? It is a habit of thirty-some years of reading my
favorite magazine that makes me read it cover-to-cover before
assigning it to the recycling bin. Lately too many good
novels have taken priority in my limited reading hours.
Im just one issue behind at the moment; surely that
cannot be too bad a start for the new year.
5. DEADLINES
Meeting deadlines gives me fits. Not always, but I have
been known to get right down to the wire. This year will
see me submitting corrected copy WAY AHEAD of deadlines!
(All of my patience, labeling, calling, reading will help
me become better organized and voila! No missed deadlines.
For sure.
So here you are, gentle reader, a modest list of five resolutions.
I am sure there are dozen of other things I should have,
could have noted, such as losing the 12 pounds of fudgey
fat that must go, work on erasing worry lines across my
brow, walk the dog more vigorously, stop debating about
getting another puppy. But enough is enough!
There, I feel better, all committed to paper. Have a Happy
New Year, one and all!
P.S. For readers of my December column who have inquired:
I bought a llama through my favorite charity. In my mind
I have named her Tinker Bell.
Barbara Dickinson is a Roanoke-based novelist and freelance
writer.
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