Resolution Smesolution

For the year 2008 I made 3 resolutions. I gave myself a year to complete them, thinking that this would be a more realistic goal. Number 1, lose 15 pounds. Number 2, quit smoking. Number 3, crawl out of some of our growing credit card debt. So there I was, cruising along, doing pretty damn well. I quit smoking in July, one down. While I hadn't lost 15 pounds, I was on a healthy un-slump myself track and making slow but steady progress, and while we were not "debt-free" by any means, we were better off. Then the damn Ice Storm of 08' hit and everything went to shit. First, four days into being homeless and rootless I commanded Dennis to get me a pack of Parliament Lights or I would kill him. Then the pipes burst, flooding the house, rendering my treadmill powerless and covered under boxes and my scale somewhere, probably water logged and therefore no longer a reliable source. When the pipes burst and I had my little mini-nervous breakdown with tears streaming down my face my husband decided that the only thing to make me feel better would be to surprise me with a fabulously expensive 5 night trip to St. Thomas. So he grabbed the credit card, hit the travel agent and we leave in 9 days. Resolution #3, down the toilet. So here it is 2009, and I am back where I was at this time last year. So I give myself the same resolutions, and maybe this year I will have better luck? Here's hoping!