Gah! I looked up what I had written down as New Year's Resolutions from last year and I only accomplished one (ONE!) of them. And by one, I mean I half-assed two of them to give me a grand total of one. The two: 1) I did lose weight, though it wasn't through some exercise plan but through a wheat and yeast intolerance (and I'm reminded that I did not end up wearing a midriff in Roller Derby Saved My Soul - mostly because I had no costume budget and just used one of my t-shirts instead) and 2) I worked in front of cameras, but only on student films. I didn't get out of debt, in fact I got more into it. I stopped running. I stopped working out. I didn't work professionally in French, though I did finish a translation into French at the eleventh hour. I didn't travel. Oh alright, I did learn things, so make that two resolutions accomplished.
But damn... Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans, I guess.
The sad things is, I don't even know what I would like to see happen in 2012. I have vague notions, but nothing concrete. Then again, maybe that's a good thing? I seem to have trouble sticking to a plan. I think I need to sit down with someone to help me outline what I would like to accomplish this year. Someone who will force me to be more specific and break my goals down into small manageable portions.