Doesn’t that seem like a lot?  Maybe for some people, but hey–I need ‘em.

I love making lists of any kind:  to-do lists, grocery lists, music-I-need-for-my-iPod lists.  Lists give me a sense of anticipation and a psuedo-sense of accomplishment (which, admittedly, is sometimes as far as the accomplishment goes.)  But my favorite lists to make are about self-improvement:  things I want to do and the person I hope to become.  It’s gratifying, and fun, to dream on that piece of paper.  So as you can imagine, I’m a big fan of New Years Resolutions.  It’s like an institutionalized excuse to spend several hours (or days or weeks) making lists that are all about, well, myself.  Sign me up!

As with every year, I began my list intending to Keep It Simple, an aspiration manifested by the friendly, fourteen-point font that I use.  (I figure the bigger the font, the more the words will leap out and motivate me.  It’s not an exact science, but I can offer testimonials.)  It started innocently enough: