I'm not much for New Year's resolutions.
I'm not much for New Year's anything besides football, movies, Chinese take out, busting out the karaoke player or a good game of cards.
Many years ago I got in the habit of taping the "Rockin' New Year" show with the ball at Times Square. The kids and I would watch over breakfast, same result.
A creature of habit, that I am.
But I have never been big on resolutions.
Not that I don't reflect or look to improve. That I do quite a bit.
Since I hit my forties, perhaps coinciding with my metabolism's screeching halt, I took aim at three things I have always wanted to do, but not with a big pronouncement on January 1st.
I picked up a guitar several years ago.
I thought it would be fun to play for the kids, though I picture them telling stories someday of the times Dad "held us against our will" to hear the opening riff of "Day Tripper" several hundred times. Today I could probably earn half a sandwich on a subway platform.
I took a year's worth of improvisation classes at Second City, performing a few times with an ensemble which was great fun. I would love to do more but one artist in the family is enough.
And I started this blog.
A couple of years ago my boss at the time handed out an evaluation with space for "personal goals." I wrote that I wanted to start a blog.
If you are a reader of Just...Getting...Started, loyally or occasionally, I thank you. The response has been great.
Lord knows I have opinions. The idea of being "out there" with them and that people would enjoy reading them is both flattering and humbling.
Changes are coming in the new year as I take Just...Getting...Started to a bigger stage. Stay tuned.
And Happy New Year to all.