There’s No Use Arguing With Me. Do You See My Resolve Face?

I’m not a New Year’s Resolution kind of guy. They’ve rarely worked for me. I guess I understand the strong resonance some feel by resolving to turn a new page the same moment we’re changing over to a new Sexy Geek Chicks wall calendar. But I feel like it’s no different than making a resolution any OTHER day of the year.

It’s like Valentine’s Day. Total Hallmark holiday. Like I need that particular day of the year to say I Love You to someone. If you’re in a relationship, every fucking DAY should be Valentine’s Day.

So I had a moment of brilliance the other night, my own spin on the resolutions bullshit. I have a lot of things I want to change this year. They say you can only change the world from within, and that’s my plan. Start with me, then I can see about changing things outside myself.

Thus is the concept behind my Year of Resolutions. Not just one (or a handful) of resolutions made all willy-nilly New Year’s Day. No.

Twelve resolutions during 2010, one resolution per month.

It takes 21 days to start a habit, right? So I plan to start 12 new “habits” this year. Break this shit down into month-long chunks. And if I make it through to the end of the month, then hopefully it’ll be a habit.

The million-mile journey starts with the first step and all that platitudinal horseshit.

This thing is all about me improving myself to bring about change. Theoretically, the change will make my life better – less stressful, more enjoyable. Quality of Life shit, y’know? From there? Who knows.

I’ll document the YOR, of course. Track my progress. And if this shit works, I’ll be a whole new Karl On January 1, 2011.

I haven’t figured out what all the resolutions are yet. Hell, I don’t even know what February’s resolution will be. I’m open to suggestions.

It’s January, 2010. Brand new year, brand new DECADE. So I thought I’d start with the Body part of the Mind, Body, Spirit trinity.

January: Medical

I resolve this month to take all of my medications as directed (including insulin). I resolve to check my blood sugar every day.

Now, that may not seem like a big thing to you, but it is a HUGE thing for me. I haven’t been taking care of myself, medically speaking. And with diabetes, that’s just fucking retarded. That’s about to change.

I’ve seen how diabetes can ravage a person’s body if gone unchecked. It’s not pretty. Blindness, loss of limbs, heart failure…not my idea of a fun way to live out my remaining years.

So beginning at this moment, throughout all of January, I’ll take my meds properly. I’ll do all the fucking finger pricks to check my sugar. I’ll take my insulin injections.

I’ll be a good boy.

I mean that medically. Don’t get carried away.