January 1st of the new year. The one time we resolve to change our wicked ways and become better people. We knowingly list off all the faults we rationalize away the rest of the year. We have plans to eradicate these faults that are so detailed the Secretary of Defense would be proud. January 1st is spring cleaning for the soul.
January 2nd of the new year. We can’t remember to write the correct year on our checks, let alone abide by a detailed resolution plan. Faults? Yeah, I suppose we could eat less, do more, quit [insert vice here] but we’ve got to get back to work, get the kids to school, take the car to the garage. January 2nd we throw everything from spring cleaning out in the garage – just for now – until we get some more time later.