resolved to resolve

I must admit that I have been putting off this first post this year, because I have been planning for a long while to make it be a post full of resolutions.

But I am on the fence with just what I should be resolving, anyway. Eat better, exercise more, do all those medical things that I am supposed to do now that I am the age that I am, keep up with the laundry (HAH!), try to get in some spiritual quiet time, be more patient with the rest of the world including my kids, blah blah blah, the usual. But I thought I had better be more specific so I could do some sort of little boring evaluation at the end to remind myself just how well I had forgotten what my resolutions were in the first place.

So here are the few I have, in no particular order of importance:

1. Knit Finish at least one sweater for myself. It must be some sort of record that I knit as maniacally as I do and I have not one sweater to show for it. I have the yarn to make several sweaters; I have listed many sweaters in my ravelry queue; I purchase and print out assorted sweater patterns; I have even knitted the parts of a couple of sweaters. But a cohesive whole has eluded me so far.

2. Post more regularly to the blog. Well, there goes that one, and we are only on day four of the year.

3. Get all the cats in the barn spayed. I only have three to go, thanks to last January's Operation Spay-A-Cat. But the one I couldn't catch had kittens. And now I am not sure (with a couple of exceptions) who I managed to catch thanks to that whole memory thing. Sigh.

4. Buy a replacement pair of glasses. I actually took care of this one, on January 2, no less! But only because my LSH marched me into the store and refused to take me home until I chose a new pair. (My old pair, which is almost four years old, could double as a lethal weapon, since the puppy had chewed off one end and left the pointy metal exposed... six months ago. I have a few scars in my face from putting on my glasses in a hurry.) This was actually a pretty traumatic accomplishment as the optometrist cheerfully noted, upon seeing my LSH, that I had married someone much younger than myself. I replied, through gritted teeth, that my LSH is actually older than I am. And I also seriously thought about Botox for the first time in my life.

5. Be more attentive to my little business. It is not, and never will be, a big money-spinner; it is really only a way for me to let my creative freak out every so often. But I do need to pay more attention to it and nurture it a bit more. Thanks to the holidays, it has been a little neglected of late.

ETA (my subconsicious came up with this one overnight): 6. Keep better flock records. I do write everything concerning our sheep down, and all the paperwork is floating around somewhere, but it isn't as organized and accessible as I'd like it to be. I used to be really good at taking care of this so I need to get back to that place, or better.

That's all I can come up with. I do have one more that is such an itty-bitty kernel of an idea, I am not ready to share it with the world yet. If it works, I'll let y'all know. And if not then it will just be one more thing for me to conveniently forget about.

What did you resolve?