I’m a commitment-phobe. There I said it. Anything requiring longer than a week’s commitment, to me, sounds like a death sentence. I avoid leases, contracts, promises, relationships, even finishing blog posts. It’s not that I don’t like finishing or accomplishing things, I guess, I just don’t like planning for the good things that come in life. I like being surprised when I do something well.
New Year's Resolutions
Stop being such a vagina and make some goals already – I kind of had to make this one first in my head in order to sit down and write the others, so I figured I’d put in print. Kind of like when you make a to-do list with items you’ve already completed on it just so you can cross them off. What, no one else does that?
Get shit done, for once – As Craig from ITP already knows, my #1 (well I guess, #2) goal for 2011 is to actually get shit done. Like, if I tell you I’m going to do something, I actually do it. I know, it’s an ambitious one, but I’m committed. I will do anything that I say I will do. This is the time to get me to commit to stuff.
Make better goals when I’m not distracted by Dexter/Madmen later - this is kind of like the “list within a list” thing. But whatever. They’re my resolutions, so I make the rules. I promise (note resolution 2) to make a list of more tangible goals later. They should address all of the important things in my life: travel, booze, sex, football, gadget acquisitions.
Launch a new AWESOME travel website – this one requires that my business partners get their shit together and stop ignoring me. But granted that we all do our part and stop drinking so much avoiding the hard work ahead of us, this one should be a no-brainer.
Post more often – this is semi-tangible. And straight forward. No explanation needed
Do everything that makes me happy. More. – Probably the only deep goal on my resolution list, but also, the most important. I want to eat more, play more, see more, speak more, learn more, explore more, and travel more. I want to stop being so damn lazy and go places. More places.
I know it seems cheesy, but my favorite line and my mantra comes from the “Wear Sunscreen” song we all grew to hate in the late 90’s. I was first reintroduced to the song on the most epic roadtrip ever with my three favorite travel companions, Dan, B Lee and Mark.
The line is
And that is the moral of my life. And thus the moral of this year and every year to come. The big one for me this year is going to be moving my whole life to a new country. Scared? Yes. Excited? Fuck Ya. Bring on the sunscreen baby.