In the meantime, my thoughts turn to the good-ole topic of New Year’s resolutions. Somebody said to call them “goals” as it sounds a lot friendlier and more attainable. I always have a hard time narrowing it down to just a few. I know that it’s self-defeating to put everything on my list. As much as I would like to focus on losing weight, keeping a menu plan, staying on a housekeeping schedule and adding regular exercise to my daily routine, I also want to keep my desk neat, stay in touch with all my friends, blog regularly, not eat fast food, and be faithful to my morning devotionals. Equally challenging and just as important I want to keep my checkbook balanced, the car vacuumed out, get my daughter to school on time, and make my home a warm and welcome haven for the rest of the family. On a personal note, I want to read more books, finish the socks I’m knitting for Dan (no, they didn’t get finished in time for Christmas) and set up a sewing area someplace in the house so that I can start teaching Emily. I want to kick my correspondence up a notch by writing real letters to those family members who will be away from home this year, and I really want to color code my work files.
As a former trainer for Stephen Covey’s “7 Habits of Highly Effective People”, Dan is an ace at narrowing down the goals, and setting up a plan for achieving them. The problem is I hold my list tight to my chest and assure him, I’m fine, I can do ALL this, really I can. How stubborn is that?
In the meantime, just to shake things up a bit, I’ve added this to the mix.
I need this like I need another hole in my head. But he’s so dang cute. This morning, Em came into our bedroom, puppy in arms, saying “He woke me up and won’t go back to sleep.” I opened the eye that wasn’t smooshed into my pillow and mumbled, “Welcome to my world, 11 years ago.”
Do you ever feel like life just keeps repeating itself? Sometimes I feel like New Year’s Day is like the movie “Groundhog Day,” and I wake up, every January 1st, with so many of the same good intentions. In a hit or miss kind of way, I do achieve many of them. Three steps forward, two steps back kind of thing. Never the less, I love having the clean slate to start anew. It’s like going to confession and getting the clean white sheet.
So, when my chores are done for the day, I’ll get out a nice clean piece of paper and a newly sharpened pencil (with a good eraser) and make my list. I