Second post of 010212. Success. Sweet, sweet success. In preparing for this post I had another photo in mind. Instead of posting it here (since it wasn’t actually taken today and my only [lame, I know] rule is to post photos taken the day of the post), I believe cheating is in order and instead just link to my Instagram post for today visually depicting my edict for the year: Go. That’s right, go. That means go go go. Not stop, go. Green light. All projects are on. As such, here they are, (some of) my lofty goals for this year, in no particular order:
1. Lose 25 pounds.
2. Complete an entire story. Said story may be comprised of a full-length novel, a volume of young adult literature, a short story, or an illustrated (graphically, by computer, of course) children’s book. No, I’m not kidding. I’m going to do this.
3. Keep the fucking house clean and organized. And when I say “keep” I do mean keep the other highly evolved mammals in this household from making the damn mess to begin with.
Now that I’ve put them forth, let me list their facilitators:
1. Start smoking.
2. Go away for six months with no family contact whatsoever.
3. Send my family away for six months. They can certainly call during this time since they won’t be here to throw their shit on the floors/counters. I could also use a full-length version of my old buddy Roomba that cleans said counters too (of course counter-shit would still pose a problem and we’ve had enough Roomba-clogging episodes ultimately culminating in replacement wheels, brushes, brush housings, and motors; love ya Roomba).
Since the rest of this post has nothing whatsoever to do with it, meet Princess Aurora. Today she came to see us. In. The. Daytime. It was quite an event.