Like, I intend to loose the same 18 pounds I've lost every other year of my life.
Or that I intend to exercise every day until the Second week of January by which time I'll have forgotten all about it.
Or that I have every desire to quit cursing, dammit.
Or that I wish to really apply myself to taking better care of my heart, soul, mind and body except for the part where I fall in love with vastly inappropriate males, completely ignore going to church, read crap novels, do NOT study improving literature or the Newspaper and binge eat every chance I get.
In the meantime, while I'm still hashing out potential self-promises of disaster, here is what I did yesterday.
I took this old decrepit tray
And gave it a Shiny New Coat of Paint.
And that's the kind of 'Newness' I can enjoy!