I woke up this morning later than I wanted (who could have imagined four and half hours of Season 4 of I Love Lucy could make you feel hung over). My house is still messy. I still need to lose 25 pounds (ouch) and my book isn't close to being finished. It's the same as last year. When I was a kid I loved the idea of the arrival of a New Year. It was this opportunity to start fresh. It was like b…