Every year millions of people promise to lose weight, eat right, start exercising, quit smoking, etc.. Yet how soon do those lofty intentions go down the tubes? My guess: maximum of two weeks later. And that’s only for the most persistent.
This year, I decided to quit drinking wine. Well, on New Year’s Day, I had to have at least one glass (well, three, actually.) I mean, come on! It’s New Year’s! So, Friday, January 2nd… Well, it was Friday. Saturday? You’re kidding, right?
You may be seeing a pattern here. I guess when it comes right down to it, I don’t really want to give up wine. I was trying to do the right thing, to be noble. I feel like I should be drinking less, losing weight, exercising more.
Ah, the hell with it. I’m going home and have a nice glass of wine.