All righty. Updates.
Number of words in the novel to date: 17,382
How many words I should be writing each day: 2,083.3
How many words I've averaged per day since Feb. 5: 1931.3
How many words I wrote today: 3,621. (It's getting easier.)
How many poems I've read in the last 43 days: 43. Thanks to this book.
How many drawings I've done in the last 43 days: ehhhh, not 43.
How many journal pages I've filled: a decent amount.
How many servings of fruits and vegetables I've been eating every day, on average: 1.27
(I'm making that up, but it feels about right. Hey, I said "more than one." That's more than one.)
How many days I've worked out in the last six days: 2. (And I still can't move.)
How many letters I've written since Jan. 1 to friends, family members, editors or companies: None. Not even thank-you notes for Christmas presents. I'm going to hell. But I will mail the thank-you notes from the handbasket, I swear.
Number of museums I've been to this year to date: None. But lots of people are interested in going with me. So I'll be getting that going very, very soon.
How many things I've baked: I made peanut butter cookies in January. I think it was in January. Honey, was it in January? They were very, um, greasy.
How many classes I'm taking right now: Signed up for more drawing lessons, so that counts. But I'd like to take another one or two, as well.
Honestly? I may only be actually accomplishing about half of the resolutions on a strictly numerical basis, but life has felt pretty good the past month and a half overall. I'm pretty darn pleased with myself.
One more update: Took the digital camera into Best Buy (turns out I bought the 4-year service plan and I thank my 29-year-old self for that wise choice) and they are attempting to fix it. I've never loved my camera, mainly because the flash is so overwhelming that it smashes everything in its reach, but the camera has suited my needs up to this point, and I miss it. I wish I could send it letters, as if it were at summer camp.