In years past, one of my routine New Year’s resolutions has been to quit swearing so much.
But this year I say the hell with New Year’s resolutions. I’m tossing out this annual exercise of self-criticism cloaked in self-improvement and opting instead to congratulate myself on some of things I’ve got going for me. I’m loved. I’m a productive member of society. I have a great son and a terrific husband. I’m an American. I mix a mean Manhattan. My dog is always glad to see me.
Sure, I could exercise more and eat less. I could call my friends more often, go to church every Sunday, read all the foreign policy articles in The New Yorker, and quit sweating the small stuff.
But this year, I’m going to focus on what I’m doing right, and just try to do a little more of it.
What are you doing for New Year’s?

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