(Hmmm... weak. First Resolution is to come up with a better rhyme for "ten" and a catchier, more affirming motto.)
Starting the new year just like the old year began (and ended) -- not much more than a trip to Vons in the bank account and looking for work. Dishes in the sink, newspaper tossed under the neighbor's car, family sleeping in, Emmylou Harris in my headphones, devising ways to knock off 10 lbs... and I wouldn't trade it for the world. Well, except for the job part, I'd really like one.