And we begin again. At least that’s what the calendar says. I kind of love and hate the New Year. I mean, hate is pretty strong but… of course it’s great because it’s a new beginning for everyone, a chance to ‘start over’ with a ‘clean slate’, do things this year differently than last year. But somehow it ends up getting built up so much, and we try to do everything differently all at once, that we set ourselves up for failure… we forget that habits are hard to create, and when we are anything but perfect we stop, and…