Life Is Just A Rooster Full Of Roses

So how many New Year's resolutions have you already broken?
Really?
See. This is why I do not make any.
Hell no. I never was any good at long-term goals. Thankfully, Mr. Moon IS, otherwise I'd be living in a box under the bridge. I can't even think in terms of resolutions. The very word resolution sounds like something Abraham Lincoln would say. Not me. I have to think more in terms of goals and they tend to be moment-to-moment goals. Or at the very longest, day-to-day.
Mainly they consist of this important one:

Keep breathing.

Works for me. Has so far for fifty-four years.

I think if I have any goals this year it would be this:
To wake up every day (still breathing) and try to make several measurable and obtainable and achievable goals for the day.
They may be something as simple as

1. Shave legs.

2. Make supper.

Or they may be more complex such as:

1. Consume at least five servings of fruits and vegetables today of varying colors and no, a vodka and orange juice does NOT count. Although a Bloody-Mary might. I think that would be two servings right there. The tomato juice AND the celery. Although the vodka would probably cancel out at least one of the vegetable servings. This is confusing. Best to just not count anything associated with vodka.

2. Drink at least six glasses of water.

3. Make the bed.

4. Walk for one hour and fifteen minutes.

5. Write for three hours.

6. Scrub the toilets.

See? Those goals are obtainable and measurable. Goals and resolutions like "Lose a bunch of weight, help others, and become more at peace with my place in the universe" are not.

I might even write these goals down. I don't know. I haven't gotten that far in the decision-making process.

BUT, I do know that I better make it a daily goal of studying my lines for at least fifteen minutes. This is not an option. I am already having nightmares about going onstage and having no idea what to say or when to say it. The very thought of this possibility gives me a hot flash.

And get this- I have been telling everyone and thinking that we were going to be doing the play on January 23 and 24. Done. Over.
Today I got an e-mail which stated quite clearly that the play dates are January 30 and 31 and February 6 and 7.
WHAT?!
Did they change it or have I just been lost in space for the past month? I have put in a call to my friend Kathleen about this as she is the stage manager and would surely know but so far, she has yet to call me back to tell me. But it's sort of disconcerting to think that I have been so far off base about something so important.

Well, that gives me another week to get these characters into shape with all the words in their mouths and the costumes on their bodies and for that I am grateful.

Sincerely grateful.

As I also am that the DAMN HOLIDAYS ARE OVER and despite all the wonderful fun and frivolity that I certainly enjoyed with my family and my friends, I am overjoyed to think of getting back to a healthier routine which includes exercise and more low-key living. I have been depending entirely on my anti-depressant for sanity and believe me, it is not enough.

So. Back to it. Let's get back to doing the things which make us feel good about ourselves. Throw out the fruitcake! Get that fucking Christmas tree out of the house! Go take a walk! Eat your fruits and veggies. Make your goals measurable and achievable. Put roses in your roosters.

And don't forget to breathe.