New Year, Same Me

The New Year inspirational statement normally is, ” New Year, New You.” For me it is more like, “New Year, Same Me.” Actually, what is the same is that I am always going up or going down, but never staying the same.  
I have spent the last six months going up. No amount of will power, self talk, artificial incentives have changed that. Today I got up this morning with the resolution of getting back to “better me.” It worked for half the day. I went to the gym, came home, got on the tread mill got my steps, ate a healthy lunch, then I fell apart, by eating too much popcorn. The way I look at it is I was half better. That is better than I was yesterday. Maybe tomorrow I can be three quarters better.
I am not looking for a “New Me.” I am too old to try out a new anything. I would just like to be slightly better most days.
Not just with my eating and my exercise, but in my parenting, partnering, daughtering, sistering, friending, working, pet caring, organizing, needlepointing and gaming. I would like to be slightly nicer, not so much that I am unrecognizable. A tiny bit more soft spoken, but not lose the ability to stop a trash truck half way down the street with my voice. A better listener, but not at the expense of telling a good story. 
I am not looking for any magic bullet, miracles or Devine intervention. I just want to recognize when something is as good as it gets or that I still have a chance to make an impact for improvement. I’m not interested in perfection, just most things getting a tiny bit better more of the time than not.
So let’s be real. It’s a new year, but it is still the same old me. I’m good with that.