So it’s Autumn (or will be in a couple of weeks), a season of mists and something somethings, as the poet says. (No, he doesn’t, but that’s the best I can do).
It is therefore time for this creaky post-60 writer to think about drawing up my list of new year resolutions.
Some people make new year resolutions in January. I make Autumn ones. I think it’s because I used to work as a teacher and the new school year starts in September. So, for me, Autumn is the “New Year.” So here goes. My resolutions are:
I will resist spending my pension on a trans-seasonal wardrobe. Instead, I shall just put on an extra cardigan.
Ditto the latest “fragrance.” (As an aside, have you noticed how the word fragrance has replaced scent or perfume?) I actually saw an assistant in one of the big department stores wearing a badge with the title “Fragrance Consultant.” Madness.
I will red-light all those subtle “buy me” words that sneak under our radar and make us long for stuff we really don’t need to have. In this category are words like: Wear a … Invest in a … Trade in your … Embrace your … Retire your…
I will cancel my subscription to Good Housekeeping. I am fed up with the way older women are photo-shopped in their fashion and feature shoots. Yes, I have complained. No, they didn’t take it on board. There is enough pressure on us to look young. Presenting us with totally wrinkle-free 60- and 70-year-olds is just not helping.
I will go on piling in on social media when I see someone I follow or who follows me being bullied. Troll me back? Yeah – bring it on, dude!
I will stop sweating the small stuff. If the bus doesn’t come, I can walk. Ditto if the car won’t start.
I will refuse to get sucked into the super foods shtick. Instead I will eat as healthily as I can, appreciating what is on my plate. I will remember that so many people in this world, and this country, go to bed hungry.
I will try to make sure all my friends KNOW how much I appreciate them by taking time in the next few months to send them a quick email, text or tweet to say so.
I will “count my blessings.” This includes no return of my cancer and a lovely supportive husband – we have just celebrated 44 years of marriage. A wonderful daughter, two gorgeous grandchildren and an acceptable level of sanity.
I will resolve to wear my life proudly and be the best version of myself that I can reasonably manage.
What small things do you plan on doing this autumn to improve and renew your life? What do you like most about this season? Please join the conversation.