My New Year’s Resolutions 2016
Are you a NYResolutioner, or a Can’t-Be-Bothered?
I’ve always been a NYR. I like the shedding of the previous year, its various failures (OK, my failures), the opportunity to be new and fresh and ripe with potential dreams again. I mean, why shouldn’t I bump into Jamie Dornan in the local Waitrose one night when he’s been drinking heavily and I somehow mistakenly tumble my loose kiwi fruits down his trousers? And, you know, have to retrieve them gingerly whilst suddenly transported together into a hotel bathroom with made-for-two shower facility?
If you’ve made some resolutions already, they’re probably loosely along the lines of mine (if I’ve got you all wrong, feel free to tell me!). I’m gunning for better health and fitness, a more sane work/life balance, a promise to self to cook more food from scratch, have more dinner parties, be smarter with my free time, stop working between 6pm and 8pm so that I shout at my children in person rather than doing it from the office.
But I’m adding another resolution this year and it’s tiptop of the Muddy list. I’m resolving to max out on happiness. It’s quite a simple resolution isn’t it, but honestly I think it’s quite a skill. Ask me in 2016 how I’m feeling and I won’t say ‘not too bad’ – such a depressing phrase! I’m going to be ‘really well thanks’. Plus, I’m going to perform an act of kindness every day (no Mr Muddy, this does not include your shag-pass for Kate Moss). I’m going to enjoy the moment more too – think about the champagne rather than the hangover.
And on that cheery note, I’m ready to the pop the cork on 2016. Pass the glass, and let’s have some fun!