I was originally planning on writing something funny about my New Year's resolutions, but after this week, I don't feel like being funny right now.
Today I walked into my garage and decided to do something unusual for me. Like someone who was possessed, I filled up my entire truck with garbage in 10 minutes. When I finished, I looked at the load and couldn't believe how we had been living with so much junk for so long. Since our washer and dryer are in the garage, I had literally been walking through piles of trash every time I had to do a load of laundry. Then, I drove it to the local landfill, backed it up to the big pile of trash, got into the bed of the truck and just started throwing the trash as far as I could. It felt wonderful. I loved it so much that I didn't even mind the flies, smell, or view. I was sad that I only had one truckload. I wish I could have thrown more trash.
So, this is my New Year's Resolution: I want to throw away trash - in every sense of the word. I want to go through closets and get rid of stuff. I want to stop being a consumer of crap. I want to "throw away" my unrealistic expectations, bad habits, and anger towards things I can't control. I'm sure as the year goes on I will find more stuff to throw away, but for now this list seems like a pretty good start.
It's a new decade which makes me incredibly sentimental. I welcomed this last decade as a missionary in Chambery, France. It was against the rules to stay up until midnight, but I still remember being woken up by the sound of furniture flying out of windows. Evidently, our French neighbors liked to celebrate the new year by throwing things away, albeit violently. I thought they were crazy, but now I get it.
My neighbors better watch out.