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2012.  Nice to almost meet you. 

I've been preparing for this for a while now; would you mind if we could just get down to business?

I don't make resolutions, because I don't follow directions well, even if they're from me to begin with.  Understand?  I will make changes, because that's me, but I will not label them as New Year's resolutions or anything.  Don't try to put me in a box; I will resist.  I will be making changes all year long.  Some will be Summer Resolutions, or even Back-To-School Resolutions.  I've even been thinking about Christmas Resolutions already.  Just hang back.  Changes will come.

Throw anything crazy at me, and I will fight back with anxiety, tears and complaining.  No one wants that, so could you please just let me slog through this life the best way I know how?  Throw me a bone here or there, and that'd be just fine.

About all the facial lines and gray hair that 2011 brought:  I realize that I am at an age where I can reaonably be considered "middle-aged," so the the daily affirmations of aging are overkill at best and cruel at worst.  Do you really want to be known as The Year I Started To Look Old?  You can come up with a better name for yourself than that.  How about The Year My Talents Were Recognized?  Or what about The First Year I Made A Million Dollars?  Those are just some general suggestions.

I don't really have a plan for you yet.  I guess I should admit that I don't often have a plan for much.   But if you stick with me, and be polite, and encourage me to spread my wings a little and try some different things, I'll keep the complaining and crying to a minimum.  Thanks, and I'll see you tomorrow, and every day for the next 365.

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