We don’t do resolutions. Never really have, and with the yearly load I tend to pile on our plates (as if you could consider crafty goodness and wall painting a “load,” I mean, really) – I’m not sure we ever really will. But when I asked Scott if the year of eleven would be any different, I was told we had to re-evaluate our financial obligations. Gag. Ew.
With a stupidly high cable bill (and cheap-o Hulu taking over the world), we’re thinking we’ll hit that one first. Perhaps we’ll follow it up with a little cell service swap and maybe – okay, really – we’ll hunker down and try another hand at lowering our mortgage payments. Sheesh, what’s with the heavy topic?
I told you we don’t do resolutions.
But. It’s another sweet, sweet Friday, and a long weekend at that. Whoot! We wish you all a warm, safe and happy night – and fingers crossed you’ll find the time to sip the bubbly, too. Happy new year, all!