I learnt a long time ago that there are three key strategies for use when dealing with these annual little critters. You may have more and if so, perhaps you’ll be so kind as to share them with us by way of a comment.
First there’s the “To make them / To not make them” debate. Now just because your parents or siblings or peers encouraged you to make them in your childhood, doesn’t mean that you should get suckered into thinking that you have to make them now. There’s no city ordinance or Canon law requiring them of you. So chill baby.
Secondly, don’t for the love of all that’s holy and cake based, tell anyone about them. As soon as you say to your work colleagues “Hey I’ve decided to give up chocolate and go for a twenty mile run every lunchtime” they’ll be watching you like a hawk, teasing you with cocoa based goods and then all going off to lunch at every new Tapas bar for miles around and insisting you leave the jogging just this once. No. Tell no-one and then no-one will know if you’ve slipped up, given up or just plain got bored with it.
And finally my third little trick for surviving the whole New Year resolution minefield (and I’m rather proud of this little gem of wisdom) is don’t start them on January 1st. Rather, try and start them on December 1st. That way, you’ve got a good run up until the New Year, time to get used to the notion of giving up EastEnders or promising to iron your partner’s knickers long before the actual resolution launch date. Sure you’ll slip up a few times, especially if they’re food based, but it doesn’t matter, because you haven’t actually started yet, so no guilt. But come the fireworks and the traditional televised blowing up of the London Eye whilst making up words to the tune of Auld Lang Syne, you’ll be a dab hand at walking your poodle every morning at 5 o’clock or reading poetry to you lover while they’re on the toilet or whatever crazy promises you’ve made.
Merry New Year!