So here
we are, on day six of a brand new year. I’m sure there are plenty of people
still playing with their shiny new, resolutions. Fag packets have been
crumpled. Slim Fast purchased. Bathroom scales polished.
But I can’t
face New Year’s resolutions. They’re too disappointing. If I’ve been rubbish at
something for 28 years, I’m pretty confident that this isn’t the year I’m going
to miraculously change. Surely we should all be resolving to stop beating
ourselves up.
I ask
you; who can even contemplate the Special K diet in bleakest darkest January?
You all need help.
Last year
for example, I resolved to sort out my finances. And oh, just imagine my hollow
laugh. I’m not very good at saving money. But of course I already
knew that – who was I kidding?
So I’m
looking forward to a resolution free 2012; yes, 2012 has got a nice ring to it.
Actually
maybe for 2012 it might be nice to have a little in the pot. Yes, maybe I
should take a stab at saving again.
In fact, perhaps
the first thing I should do is cancel the gym membership. They extort a
ridiculous sum of money from my bank each month that could easily be the
foundations of a nest-egg.
But without the gym how on
earth will I atone for all the Christmas food I’ve
eaten and booze I’ve drunk?
Turns out, I'm going to have to start the Special K diet.
