Summer Resolutions


                       I can’t remember what my New Year’s Resolutions were, so it’s time for Summer Resolutions. It’s another chance to reflect upon how to improve my life.  On Wednesday I’m moving up to Munds Park for the summer, until mid-October. I do like beginnings and endings. I’m sure that’s why I liked working in education. There was a clear cut beginning with the opportunity to get things right, an ending to finish off achievements or disasters, and then a summer to consider how to make the next year better.

The first resolution is the same as everyone else’s, lose weight. I resolve to eat fewer sweets. I haven’t been particularly good at keeping that resolution but I am going to see my family back East in June so I hope to shed a few pounds before I go. I lost fifteen pounds last summer and only put nine of them back on during the winter. I think that’s progress.

Secondly I resolve to exercise. I do get some exercise walking the dogs forty-five minutes a day, but they go at a leisurely pace and stop to sniff. Since Zumba is not being offered due to Mary’s hip surgery, I need to find a new activity. I resolve to take up pickle ball. I saw a short piece about it on television and it looks like a cross between tennis and ping pong. Watch out, Doug Pusateri and David Moore, here I come!

I would again like to direct a cabaret readers’ theater play, hopefully the one I wrote this winter. I’m flattered that several people have already asked if they can be in one of my plays. Another resolution:  don’t get a swelled head.

Last November I participated in NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month.) I want to revise that book to publication readiness this summer. I should also fix the mystery I wrote last year, but its flaw, not enough Voice, means a total rewrite. I’m not sure I can do it. Maybe I’ll make it into a full length play.

I need to plant the flower garden. Oh goodie! Trips to Warner’s! I put in perennials last year but saw no signs of life when I was up in Munds Park at the end of April. I’ve given up on vegetables. It’s important to know my strengths and frailties.

I’m hiring out the pine needle cleanup. I’m not afraid of the hard work but the year I did it myself I had to make ten trips to the dump and get my car washed afterward. I wonder if I can pay someone to dump the needles for me. Then I could count raking the pine needles as exercise if I do it an hour a day. Hmmm.

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