A New Year of Fail Won't Hold Me Back

It is January the fourth.

I set out a bunch of resolutions and have not yet followed one of them.

I have, however,

- eaten all the Christmas goodies
- eaten a large bag of Cheetohs
- stayed up too late reading trashy Tumblr blogs
- freaked out about my writing projects
- yelled at my kids
- loved my kids
- played with my kids
- freaked out that grad school starts on Monday. Starts. On. Monday.
- gotten dressed around 1 p.m. each day
- taken at least one shower
- spent too much money
- not made enough money
- felt like I've been cleaning my house all day everyday
- not cleaned my house nearly enough
- made several business calls to people who were not there because they take a holiday
- told the bank teller that I wanted to order checks then left before actually ordering the checks because I've lost my mind.
- made peppermint cotton candy from a candy cane.
- freaked out about how little I've been able to accomplish thus far in the year
- freaked out some more

Not a good start. So I'm calling a redo.

Starts on Monday (because that's how I roll.) 2013 will start on January 7th. Bam. Done.

Now I've got to go. I've got more freaking out to do.