I’m not the New Year's resolution type. When I realize something needs changing, I change it. Done. Setting a date on which to change gives me just enough time to think it over and get too bored to care. Yeah, I know I’m more impulsive than the average bear. What can I say? It’s who I am.
Yet, especially now that I’m older and have children, I find myself searching for a way to make decisions and track progress over the year — a set of guiding principles, you might say.
Except I already have plenty of guiding principles, and I do mean plenty. I imagine my principles as various items shoved into a kitchen junk drawer. I know I have them and I know where to find them, but they are in a jumbled mess among the pens, chip clips, and USB cables from cameras long gone. Read More