According to a recent survey 38% of us will go through the ritual of making New Year’s resolutions this year. Sad to say, only 8% of the resolutions will make it to January 2nd. As someone once said, even the best intentions go in one year and out the other. That’s probably because we insist upon making resolutions that involve giving up something (smoking) or getting rid of something (weight, debt).
I don’t know what resolutions they made in the Old West, but I’m willing to bet that giving up or getting rid of something was not on anyone’s priority list. It was more like getting something (land or gold). Early settlers probably didn’t do any better than us modern folks in keeping their resolutions, but you have to give them credit: some died trying.
I plan to take my best shot at keeping my New Year’s resolutions this year—but dying is where I draw the line.
A Cowgirl’s Resolutions for 2015
Lose the extra five pounds on my hips. From now on, pack only one gun instead of two.
Make an effort to see the good in everyone. Even barbed wire has its good points.
Stop treatin’ suspicion as abs’lute proof.
Be more generous. No more keepin’ opinions to myself.
Make exercise a priority—for my horse.
Practice my quick draw with my gun—not my VISA card.
Keep from taking sides during a shoot-out, especially shoot-outs involving family members.
Avoid stampedes by shopping online.
Limit time spent on the open range. That www dot brand sure can waste a lot of time.
Clean out closets. Nothing (or no one) should hang that doesn’t deserve to be hung.
And finally: Stop holding up shopping carts and forcing people to buy my book.
I told you my resolutions, now tell me yours. Afraid you won’t keep them?
Not to worry. I promise not to tell if you don’t die trying.