Maybe it's horrible but I'm serious, oh no, not that I don't care about resolutions. On the contrary, that is my resolution. I don't care!
Yesterday at work amidst chaos and after a HORRIBLE start to the day/ year I found myself telling a co-worker, "my new year's resolution is that I don't care." It sounded silly but my oh my did I love the sound of it.
I wear A LOT of hats, or at least I try to. I juggle a ton of things all day long. But to be honest I can't juggle very well. This year I genuinely want to go through life declaring at almost every occasion where I'm about to pull my hair out, this close to losing my temper, just about to physically feel my blood pressure rise (the list goes on): I don't care.
To be clear, I do, but so far it's felt really good to say it because for some reason these three little words really do help me let go. You know that famous Disney song? It's something I'm not good at.
When my son takes a bath and I remind him three times beforehand to keep the water in the tub only to walk in 15 minutes later to a soaking wet bathroom floor: I don't care.
When something at work makes absolutely no sense (in fact it's complete non-sense) but we all have to go along with it anyway: I don't care.
When it's 8PM and there are still twenty things un-done but I need to let go and move on with the night: I don't care.
When I could clean all day (to be honest I could do that everyday) but I should spend some good quality time with my kids instead: I don't care about the mess (it can wait). I don't care.
I could do this all day so I'll wrap it up. There it is. Maybe it's awful but I don't care.
Happy New Year! Hoping a really great 2019 for all of us.
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Wednesday, January 2, 2019
Friday, November 18, 2016
One Hundred and Fifty Six Books
Over the past year and a half little Abe and I kept track of all the books we read together in a book log from our local library. The log was supplied through a program called "1000 Books Before Kindergarten." I love reading to him (even though it takes carving out time to do). He loves books, discovering new books, and re-reading over, and over, and over all of his favorites. The book log was a fun exercise for many reasons but I really believe that keeping track of the books we read encouraged us to read more often.
I picked up a little journal from the dollar store after the "1000 books" log was filled. So I'm still recording all the books we read together. Some days we read upwards of ten. Some days we only read one story, a book before bed. I record each chapter we read from any chapter book as a single book since reading a single chapter takes considerably longer than reading a child's picture book.
On days that we've read only one or two books I always feel like such a slacker. Somewhere in the back of my mind I feel like we should be reading books all day long. I'm not sure how my mind sees that as a possibility since I do work, have to take care of our home, make meals, schedule play times for little Abe with friends, make sure he gets outside to play, let him watch television while he plays with toys, ect; Yeah, unrealistic mind of mine reading books all day long makes perfect sense!
While that little voice in the back of my mind is telling me that I've dropped the ball and we aren't reading nearly as much as we should our book log tells me that we've read 156 books in the past month. That averages out to almost 2000 books (or chapters read) in a year. Okay, so here's what I have to say to the unrealistic voice in my head saying "we need to be reading all the time," little voice, "We are rocking it. 156 books read in a month is better than 100, or 50, or 10, and I'll take it! I'll take it and I'm proud of it."
This past year, while I've dropped the ball in recording the daily spending, and I haven't been reading books to my kid every minute of every day, and I don't take the dog's for a walk every day as I'd like to... yeah, I could go on and on... I've also grown a lot in that I've started talking back to that voice of failure. My best, even if my best is far from perfection, my best is enough. I think I've been trying to tell myself this for a very long time but the failure voice has always been louder. This year I've really started to believe that I'm doing good enough. I am not perfect. I can't do it all. There will always be huge short comings but I keep striving, I keep trying harder, I keep setting goals I can't actually reach AND my best is enough. 156 books was last month's best and I think we rocked it.
I picked up a little journal from the dollar store after the "1000 books" log was filled. So I'm still recording all the books we read together. Some days we read upwards of ten. Some days we only read one story, a book before bed. I record each chapter we read from any chapter book as a single book since reading a single chapter takes considerably longer than reading a child's picture book.
On days that we've read only one or two books I always feel like such a slacker. Somewhere in the back of my mind I feel like we should be reading books all day long. I'm not sure how my mind sees that as a possibility since I do work, have to take care of our home, make meals, schedule play times for little Abe with friends, make sure he gets outside to play, let him watch television while he plays with toys, ect; Yeah, unrealistic mind of mine reading books all day long makes perfect sense!
While that little voice in the back of my mind is telling me that I've dropped the ball and we aren't reading nearly as much as we should our book log tells me that we've read 156 books in the past month. That averages out to almost 2000 books (or chapters read) in a year. Okay, so here's what I have to say to the unrealistic voice in my head saying "we need to be reading all the time," little voice, "We are rocking it. 156 books read in a month is better than 100, or 50, or 10, and I'll take it! I'll take it and I'm proud of it."
This past year, while I've dropped the ball in recording the daily spending, and I haven't been reading books to my kid every minute of every day, and I don't take the dog's for a walk every day as I'd like to... yeah, I could go on and on... I've also grown a lot in that I've started talking back to that voice of failure. My best, even if my best is far from perfection, my best is enough. I think I've been trying to tell myself this for a very long time but the failure voice has always been louder. This year I've really started to believe that I'm doing good enough. I am not perfect. I can't do it all. There will always be huge short comings but I keep striving, I keep trying harder, I keep setting goals I can't actually reach AND my best is enough. 156 books was last month's best and I think we rocked it.
Monday, October 12, 2015
Monday Mission Statement
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| Autumn strawberry blossoms. Because even in decreased daylight and colder temperatures things keep growing. |
Even though I am looking at WAY more work then I could possibly do in even two weeks time, I will tackle it with my all and do what I can. After that I will walk away, let it go, and live my life!
I will not overeat because of stress.
I will not let my spending get crazy and out of control just because I'm tired and work feels overwhelming.
I will not let the crazy work load steal me away from my child (I won't really see my husband because he'll basically be sleeping whenever I'm home).
I will meal plan and stick to the meal plan so that we don't live off of crackers, or noodles, or fast food.
I will meet all our already planned obligations this week. (maybe I should just call in sick all week?)
I will not make sugar my best friend.
I will take care of me.
And my next paycheck will be much bigger (I keep having to tell myself this).
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