So, what are they, and, are they a good thing, or are they a bad thing?
Firstly, a resolution is a promise that you make to yourself which you hope will improve your life in some way.
Secondly, I think resolutions are constructive as they enable you to think about what you want out of life rather than be directed by the humdrum of daily life. Having said that, they aren’t easy to stick to.
It is said that the most common resolutions people make are connected to the categories of: health, finance, career, family, and happiness. In light of this, I’m going to do the same. How about you? Are you going to make any resolutions?
Imagine you are going to be stranded on a remote island for 6 months. The A team will not save you. No boat, plane, submarine, helicopter or flying car is going to rescue you. You can not swim to another island because the ferocious sharks will tear you apart. Nobody is going to be looking for you because your friends and family think you are on a secret service mission for the British Spy Agency. You can take 1 of these two survival kits. Which would you take?
The government is sick and tired of the general public complaining and whingeing about their day-to-day problems. So, they are going to punish us. They have ordered the confiscation of one of these things from your life and the police are about to knock on your door to take it away. What do you give up?
As many of you know I can’t stand cooking, and, as a result of this extreme loathing, I often have to phone a friend to ask for advice about how to turn the oven on.
So, last weekend, after phoning a friend, I tried to bake gluten-free banana bread. During this extremely stressful and wine-free process, I broke my kitchen smoke alarm, smashed a glass bowl and after 2 hours of watching my bread do nothing in the oven I had to feed it to the disgusting rats and pidgins that are living in my square. As there is a strong likelihood that I’ve killed all these creatures, I’m going to email the local council to ask them to put pest control on red alert.
Suffice it to say, I am never, ever, going to turn my oven on again. It’s a complete waste of time, money and energy. Forget ‘dial a pizza’, where is the ‘dial a gluten-free cake shop’? OMG, I’m seriously, sooooooooooooo down in the dumps!