I suppose I'm a fan of resolutions, but most of mine (like most of yours, let's be honest), are broken within the first month, if not the first week. If I were trying, I could come up with several tired old goals (get in shape, read more, read better, write more, etc. etc.) for 2015. (Which are great goals to have, don't get me wrong. For me, they're just tired in that I make them year after year, and inevitably end up falling short.)
So I'm trying something different this year, which is to avoid making explicit resolutions. There's no particular reason for January 1 to be the day that makes us sit up and reevaluate our lives. Every day is the first day of the rest of your life. If you don't like what you're doing, don't wait.
Anyway, even without the specter of RESOLUTION!!! hanging over my head, I have enough going on in 2015. In less than a month I'll be packing up my East Coast life and running away to Australia to see a certain Polish-South-African-born-Australian, otherwise known as my fiancé. We'll be there for several months while his immigration paperwork goes through, and returning to the United States in the summer to a) get married, b) attend an enormous family reunion, and c) settle in to regular life after what will have been close to two years of long-distance-relationshipping.
Phew. I get tired just thinking about it all. Throw in some pretty aggressive personal/career goals, and that is Rather A Lot to Handle. Therefore, I am snubbing the grand tradition of the Resolution and noting only that for 2015, I will make it through. Which will be an Accomplishment, as it's going to be a Big Year.
Let's do this thing.