My inner Manic Hobgoblin boldly announced his New Year Resolutions for 2020:
1. Get back on Twitter and start a Twitter-feud with a major celebrity to gain more followers and engagement.
2. Start day trading with the goal of 400% R.O.I. in the first month alone.
3. Really solve Brexit this time.
4. Schedule a round-the-world-in-eighty-days exploration trip. Fly first class and stay in only the best accommodations. You deserve this. (Never mind that your dog is coming up on fourteen years of age. Never mind that your cat sitter just announced that she is moving to Denver. Never mind that you are a full time student again.)
5. Read 150 books this year. Again, never mind that you're a student with many hours of homework each week.
6. Go ahead and buy (not lease) a charming space for your bakery now. By the time the build-out, permitting and inspections are complete, you'll be finished with your pastry chef certification.
7. Run a marathon in at least five major cities this year.
8. Pay off your mortgage nine years early with the profits from your day trading.
9. Buy a vacation home. Anywhere. Regardless of how remote the location. Remodel it and outfit it with only the most high-end accoutrements.
10. Watch every show on every streaming service.
Yeah, suuuuurre. It's good that you said that, Manic Hobgoblin. *backs slowly away*
My true New Year resolutions are to read thirty three books, and to take care of myself, my husband and our pets. Last year I resolved to read thirty books. I read thirty nine books including three college textbooks cover to cover. I went back to school after many years of thinking about it and talking about it. I earned a 4.0 grade point average this past semester.
However, I did not make good on last year's resolution to watch the original Charmed television series (1998 - 2006) in its entirety. I gave up halfway through the series. Life is too short to fulfill meaningless goals made on a whim, especially when a television series gets that ridiculously bad in season four.