Fireworks, resolutions and honesty

I overheard a story recently about a new gym being opened. It’s called “Resolutions”, and it’s only a gym during January and then turns into a bar for the rest of the year. It made me laugh. Resolutions are great, but now that the end of January is here already, reality tends to keep us honest. And speaking of honesty, I’ll be the first to admit I don’t always play by the rules. There’s always that little grey area that makes things just a tiny little bit more interesting. Not that I’m advocating breaking the rules. This post comes with a firm, blinking “Don’t try this at home” disclaimer. You’re on your own. This is just my story.

But first some background. As most of you know I’m a Dutch guy living in Canada, and anyone who has ever spent New Year’s Eve in Amsterdam will know the entire country turns into a war zone at the strike of midnight: there’s fireworks being set off everywhere but pretty much anyone and everyone. As my sister so delicately puts it – it’s interesting how, espe…