You may have noticed that I skirted by new year’s resolutions this year.
That’s because I have chosen not to make any.
I’m closer to 70 than to 60 and have decided that making resolutions I can’t keep can turn into a reason for berating myself. And who needs anything that makes them feel worse instead of better these days?
So, for 2014, I’ve resolved not to resolve anything — yet again.
To my own surprise, I did accomplish one big feat in 2013.
I kept a fairly good diary.
My husband, Tommy, and I did were lucky enough to have attended too many wonderful events in 2012, and I did not keep track of them. Because we had a lot of fun events planned for 2013 I wanted to keep a better record.
In January of last year, I made a folder for my computer desktop entitled “Diary, 2013.” Into it, I copied and pasted travel agendas, airline itineraries and other information that outlined some of the details.
I copied and pasted emails I had written to family and friends that documented our comings and goings, and when I had a few minutes I would put them in order in the diary folder.
I took a wonderful oil painting class in Nashville last spring where we painted in several beautiful gardens, and the photos of some of them that have helped keep me “warm” this week.
In March, our daughter Anne’s apartment was empty for one long weekend when my (five) sisters and I went to Manhattan for a sisters trip.
Although we had to borrow extra beds from one of her neighbors, we had a magical time, and I documented the highlights in my folder immediately after I came home.
A nephew of mine married in Florida in May, and all of my siblings and their families were there. Tommy’s nephew married two weeks later in Chicago, and we had plenty of photos of that too.
We also went back to New York to visit our grandchildren, and you can imagine there are plenty of photographic evidence for that too.
I also outlined what we had done during the previous 2012 Christmas season and copied and pasted photos to accompany some of the text to make it more memorable.
I then tidied it up a bit, loaded it to a flash drive, and took it to a local office supply store to print out. I could have printed it on my own computer, but the photos would have used up tons of ink, and since it’s a once-a-year expense, the relatively small cost will reap rewards in years to come.
Last month, I cleaned out some of my proverbial stacks in the study and found a scrapbook I had made for 2003.
Scrapbooking was the rage back then, and while I am not a skilled scrapbooker by any means, I cut and pasted lots of photos and accompanied them with some spiffy font styles to highlight our comings and goings.
In fact, I enjoyed looking at it so much I vowed to make one for 2013, too. This is a vow, not a resolution.
I had a little free time in early January and drug my favorite photos from 2013 to a file on my desktop entitled “Walgreens,” uploaded them to the Walgreen’s website and had them in hours. At 19 cents each, it was a bargain, and putting them in a scrapbook is my goal for this frigid week-end.
So many memories; so little time.
I know when I’m even older and even grayer my children and I will relish them.
‘Til next week.