Old Man 2007 has walked off the plank, and we have Baby Boy 2008 steering the ship. All hands on deck! In other words, 2007 has come and gone, and this is the first day of 2008, at least in my corner of the hemisphere.

And the first day of the new year brings the inevitable resolutions. I’m no different. I had a list of resolutions, but judging from my track record, the chances of me keeping them in the first three months are very small…try 29.5683%. Like most people at the end of the year, I would beat myself up and curse up a storm for not sticking to my resolve on every item on my list.

With that history in mind, someone suggested to me that perhaps the best resolution I can make for myself is none. Zippo. Nada. “Shouldn’t you strive to improve and better yourself in Vikki years, and not calendar years?” When I considered my feats, accomplishments, and growth using that novel measurement, I had to say, “You’ve come a long way, baby.”

After all, like fine wine and cheese, it takes TIME to improve on oneself. One calendar year won’t always do the job. I will use my resolutions this year to jump-start some things I’ve wanted to do, but when Old Man 2008 rolls around in the wheelchair, I won’t jump off the plank if I didn’t accomplish EVERYTHING on my list.

So with that said, Happy New Year! Onwards and upwards (yes, K.N.B., I’m stealing your line) to living life the best way you can!