Waving goodbye to such a damaging and ridiculous habit is satisfying indeed.MY New Year's resolution is the same resolution as last year's, and the year before that and for many, many years before that.
It is : "I, D.N. Farmer of sound mind and body (give or take a few crinks) resolve not to make a New Year's Resolution" and unlike many others who struggle to maintain their resolve and suffer horrible pangs of guilt when their willpower cracks and breaks I have absolutely no trouble staying true to mine.
My decision not to impose mental hardship and suffering on myself is not because I don't believe in resolving to improve your lifestyle, but is due to my everlasting pride in maintaining a resolution I made on December 29, 1989.
That was to quit smoking and it was the singularly best decision I have made apart from deciding to slip a wedding ring on the finger of a young Auckland lass named Kate two years previously, and perhaps collecting a nice little hatful of cash off a courageous punt on a trifecta in Victoria some years later, but that's another story.
The eagle-eyed among you would have noticed my quit smoking resolution was made on December 29, a little before New Year and that was deliberate because I had already decided a resolution on the stroke of midnight heralding in another year was unlikely to work.