Truth be told, I’m really not all that happy (no, I do not have a hangover!). I just don’t like odd numbers, at least not as much as even numbers. I mean, look at all the fanfare over the recent date 12-12-12. That date had at least a dozen reasons for being special; a dozen times three really. There's no real rationale for my preference for even numbers. Does love need a rationale? I'm willing to accept that some things in this world cannot be explained. I also have no idea how old you have to be to die of old age. And why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle? But I digress.
I am worried about 2013, notwithstanding the fiscal cliff conundrum that might be resolved by the time this blog is posted. It's as convoluted as the old age issue. I know; I’m an odd ball when it comes to odd numbers (and odd, special words like conundrum) and proud of it! Of course, if you’re into numerology, 2013 is equal to an even number (2+0+1+3 = 6). Voila; 2013 has the potential to feel like an even number (I'm not going to even think about that freaky 13 dangling at the end of the 20). And the number 6 has some awesome qualities that give hope to this New Year!
Anyhoo, in numerology 6 is all about sacrificing, caring, healing, protecting and teaching others. Wow, that fits me (and most mothers) to a tee! 6 is the glue that keeps a family or community (our world, perhaps?) together. I'm feeling very optimistic about 2013, especially given the Mayan myth has come and gone without incident.
Maybe we should talk about New Year resolutions before you draw some odd conclusions about me. I know, I know; this is a travel blog, and I will address that topic shortly, but first things first. It’s not every day a new year rolls around, much less the chance to make all those New Year resolutions.
Actually, I’m not sure I’m ready to share my New Year resolutions with you. I've shared quite a bit as it is at the risk of appearing a bit odd. If I tell you I resolve to lose 10 pounds, than I’m going to feel obliged to report back my progress, or lack thereof, which means eventually I’d simply stop blogging just to avoid being held accountable; at the very least I’d have to stop posting any pictures of me for obvious reasons – at least 10 reasons I can think of.
Resolutions involving weight loss are just too much pressure, too much stress (and so been there, done that). That deadly combination leads to worry, which leads to snacking, which leads to weight gain, which leads to more pressure, more stress, more worry, more snacking, more weight gain. Round and round it goes; where my weight stops, nobody knows. Well, my doctor knows, but I’ve sworn her to secrecy!
Sooooo, I am willing to discuss travel resolutions although my daily monologue pretty much nixes the idea of a discussion (there is the comment section). I guess I should simply say I’m willing to share my travel resolutions, but only with the understanding that once again this in no way suggests a commitment on my part.
Here goes! I'd love to pack everything I need for my next trip in a single carry-on? Mind you, I didn't say I resolve to pack everything in a single carry-on. I'd just love to accomplish that feat. Given my checked bag was overweight by 8 pounds when we flew to Europe two months ago, I'm thinking this may be more wishful thinking than resolution. Wearing 8-plus pounds of clothing while flying made those restroom visits feel like a Pilates workout.
Of course, by definition, a resolution is ‘the fineness of detail that can be distinguished in an image, as on a video display terminal.’ Obviously there is no hint of determination or firmness of action in that definition. What was I thinking even considering New Year's resolutions? It's been so much ado about nothing!
Which is how my pseudo resolutions went through the following evolution and coalesced in the Venn diagram below. Yes! This fits; this feels good; this covers it with all the commitment I'm willing to muster. I know; it's all very odd. Truth be told, I'm feeling a little odd. I'll undoubtedly feel a little odd for the entire year. Change is always difficult. Nontheless, I've convinced myself I can be HAPPY with the New Year! How about you?