2012 Resolution

Before 2012 even began, I 'felt' this year was going to be a big one. A big one to change, learn and evolve for the better. I feel as if the new improved me (2.0 version) - possibly even better than iPad2 - is just around the corner. All that is required is perhaps a little bit of tweaking, twisting, whinging and sulking.

I think I feel that way because this year I'll be 29 and after that *gasp* the big 30! Whilst I don't think 30 is 'old' .... I think I expect certain things of myself at that age. I should be worldly; but still have minimal wrinkles, I can sing and dance along to all the words of Grease; but still like the same music as my stepsons .....and I should be spontaneous and a bit footloose; but know if I drink after 10pm it's not worth it the next day.

For weeks now I've been putting off making a 'resolution' - mainly because I think NYE and the whole resolution thing has been turned into a marketing pig for advertisers for bullshit slimming shakes, gym memberships (used once then never again), and dodgy 'work at home' ads.

I ran through the usual list of things: Eat Better? MEH .... I love McDonalds Frappe's ridiculously .... but I've already quit them and it's now been at least 30 days since my last one *high fiving self* so that's no real challenge. Learn a language? BAH ... I speak reasonable English, a few chosen French words 'je ne sais quois' and am fluent in drunken sailor swearing. Help others?..... er I'd love to but I'm already a home-slave when I'm not at work.

What I needed was something that would HURT ...... a lot. A real challenge to get my teeth into because I've gotten so lacklustre about well.... everything.

I love reading emails from my grandma who responds and connects with my blog and replies as per below:

"Loved your “Me Time” but it was ever thus. It happened in the 20^th century too – except that we didn’t have an instrument sitting in the living room that we could vent our frustrations on.  It doesn’t let up either. I remember that in January 1972 –how long ago was that – I did a library course to go back to school as a teacher Librarian. I was sitting in the living room working on preparation for school to start in a couple of days time and with 5 of my beloved sitting nearby – HOT day – age of ankle biters 5 to 18 – and there was a constant cry of Mu-u-u-um. What I would have given for a computer to set down my thoughts instead of quietly cursing “When will it ever end ?”"

So here it is. I'm going to live like my grandma did..... for a week. Which means - NO INTERNET FOR A WEEK!



I'm already shuddering now as I type. There will be rules of course: I'm allowed to go on the internet for work (legitimate - not faux 'research'), skype (for the grandparents sake) and internet banking (because how joyous is paying bills?!)



I just filled in hubby and stepson in on my 'resolution' and they are both shocked, and feel the impending sense of doom that will soon descend on our house. Steppie said with arched eyebrows 'oh yeah, that will be interesting'. Hubby said 'HA!'; to which I replied 'It's mean to be a fun and interesting challenge. Won't it be funny watching me at a loose end?'........ his reply was 'I'll let you know'. Lovely support I have here.



I have instructed them both to take notes of my behaviour; no more will I be able to look up phone numbers online - I will have to *gulp* let my fingers do the walking. I'll have to read a newspaper or watch TV for news. And forgo my gossip at tmz (my daily guilty pleasure during lunch). Nor will I be entering competitions for a whole week at lottos. Which shits me more than anything - because that will mean less possible prizes. No reading emails (fark..... I get 200+ a day .... mostly trying to sell me cheap Viagra but still - could be a few winning emails in there!) No more facebook (oh dear! how will I ever tell my nearest and dearest what I had for lunch!)



So peeps - starting this Monday 30th January 2012 ..... I will not be online for a whole goddamn week. Jesus. It's really starting to set in now; will I actually pick up one of the 100 cookbooks I've won and put it to good use? What will I do? Bets are on - place your thoughts below as to what I will substitute my online obsesssion with. I'm really excited/ scared to see what will happen :)



I will return on 6th February and blog what hubby and steppie thought of this experience. ROFL - bet they don't diss me sitting on computer for a long time after this 'experiment'.