How do you measure time? By the number of things you’ve accomplished? Appointment to appointment? Meeting to meeting? Action item to action item? In box to out box? Or are you old school and prefer to follow those twelve circular digits?

Maybe it’s the Virgo in me, but I actually like New Year’s “Resolutions” in a sense. I also enjoy taking the hundreds of books off of my book shelf each year, caressing them gently with a dust cloth, making out with them, adding them to the book app on my phone so that I don’t buy the exact same book when I go into Barnes & Noble and think “Ooooh, this looks great.” (Yeah, it was. The first time I read it ten years ago.) I adore the process of rearranging them that is all mine and has nothing to do with alphabetization, but more to do with how much I loved them (if I remember reading them at all.) I’m an anal Virgo Warrior Librarian, for sure.

I know you just made resolutions, but don’t try to stop smoking. Don’t give up booze. Don’t throw out your pot. Don’t ditch the donuts.

While you’re at it, don’t join the gym.  Don’t try to meditate every day.  Don’t promise to get over your money issues. Don’t resolve to lose twenty pounds.

Don’t quit the job you hate. Don’t leave your deadbeat boyfriend.  Don’t try to be a better mother/ daughter/ friend. Don’t give up internet porn.

Don’t finish that novel. Don’t sign up for that art class. Don’t declutter your house. Don’t get out of debt.

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Happy New Year, my love! I hope this is the year all your dreams come true and everything falls into place effortlessly so that you achieve every New Years resolution you may have made.

But before I blow pixie dust beneath your mighty wings and cheer you on towards better health, better romance, better business, better financial gain, better whatever, I want to suggest one thing on this first day of 2012.