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Happy New Year

Hello Everyone,
I hope you had a wonderful Christmas.  Mine was great.  I've done a lot of reflecting on my role in 2010, and I've found there is a lot of room for improvement.  Since this is the last day of the year, I decided now is the time to make some changes, to start with a clean slate in 2011.  I've made some resolutions, and this time, I plan to stick to them.  The following is a list I endeavor to accomplish this year:
  • Attend church more often.
  • Lose twenty pounds and excercise more.
  • Finish my novel and query publishers.
  • Be more optimistic.  I tend to be Eeyore at times.  I want to change this about myself.  I don't want to be Tigger or Pooh, maybe Rabbit.(:
  • Be a better friend.
  • Implement a family game night.
  • Make a definitive decision about my future.  
I know this seems like a lot, but I hope to accomplish each of these things by the end of 2011.  Has anyone else made resolutions yet?  If so, I'd be interested to know what they are.  Wishing all my friends in the bloggersphere a happy and prosperous New Year.  Until 2011, happy writing.

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