Wednesday, December 31, 2008
"For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning."
"Have you made any resolutions?"
Mater posed the question as we perched on the brink of a new year. I admitted that I had, indeed, made some sincere commitments, one of which included the consumption of tea without sugar.
Astonished she was, and thoroughly disbelieving, as she knows well how much I like sugar in my tea; but I assured her that it was my honest intention.
"That being said," I said, "I don't have to suffer it for very long."
Mater, being curious, wished to know exactly why.
This was the truth: the aforementioned vow arrived too late to be of any use. It was a new year resolution, yes, but belonged exclusively to the year just passing, and as a happy result the first day of January would see a clean page upon which I might write another resolution while I drink my sweetened beverage.
Crafty, certainly, but utterly convenient. I highly recommend the last-minute addition of resolutions on the very last day of the year, rendering said promise null and void within mere hours.
I enjoy a bit of sugar in my tea, and I loathe the red tape of self obligation, considering it a dull and joyless way to begin what might turn out to be a lovely year.
Happy 2009 to all.
Posted by Phyllis Hunt McGowan at 2:33 PM