Sometimes when I’m driving, I’ll get stuck behind a driver that’s going 15 miles per hour below the speed limit. (Actually, since I’m living in a town that has a lot of retirees and tourists, it happens pretty much any time I have to make a crosstown trip, it feels like.) If there’s another lane going my direction, the flow of traffic in the other lane is going to be fast enough that I can’t change lanes. If there is only one lane of traffic headed my way, there are enough oncoming cars that I can’t pass. I look at all that empty road ahead of the driver in front of me and seethe.
My New Year’s resolution for 2018 is to not get as upset about slow drivers.
I also have a resolution to start a podcast. I have all the equipment and an idea. I just need to start lining up interviews. But I need to stop being so upset about slow drivers first. Priorities.
I’ve been making this resolution for the past two years, but I mean it this time: I’m going to go down a pants size. I had a 34 inch waist but ballooned up to 36 inches in the past year. If I wanted to lose some weight five years ago, I’d just skip the appetizer or dessert, do a couple extra reps at the gym, and I’d be back down to my fighting weight in no time. But I’m on the wrong side of 35 years old now. Weight doesn’t come off like it used to. If you catch me grumbling about slow drivers in the next few weeks, it’s because I’m craving cheese.
I’m also resolving to get out and take more photographs of my neck of the woods. I cracked the lens on my camera last year, and I’ve been using that as an excuse to not go out and take pictures at all. I don’t think the crack is even that bad. Maybe I’ll get out today and take some pictures to post here soon.