I made some resolutions in January. (Since even the word “resolutions” makes me turn and run the other way, I’ve decided to call them “Fluffies” – sounds much less daunting, eh?)
I revisited my Fluffies in July. The report card result? NEEDS IMPROVEMENT.
So here’s a list of my (slightly later than) midyear Fluffies.
1. Read something
This one is sticking around. I’m going to lighten up a bit though. I’m not going to count catalogs but I am going to count all other print media. Because really, sometimes it takes the same amount of time to get through a dang New Yorker article as it does to get through a fluffy novel. And since I tend to prefer my books to be of the fiction variety, a little nonfiction in the form of magazine or newspaper articles would do me some good. I’m not going to count People though.
2. Date my husband.
I really like the guy. He’s pretty fabulous. But, as some wise woman once told me, when you have kids your relationship with your spouse can slide towards co-worker status. And it does, because it kind of has to. Heck, meeting the daily deadline of getting the family out the door in the morning takes coordination, collaboration, luck and managerial talent! While I’m happy to have a great partner in this full-time endeavor, I don’t want to lose sight of who he is as a man, a husband and a person. And I don’t want him to lose sight of me as a woman, a wife and a person. Besides, if I call it “dating,” I might be motivated to put on some heels and a little perfume from my huge collection of tiny perfume bottles.
I love music. It is so very important to me for so many reasons. It speaks to me. It punctuates my life. Most songs remind me of a place, a time, a person or all three. Sometimes I’m happy to bop along with pop in the background, but sometimes I really want to listen to the music – to hear it. I’m not sure how I’m going to make this happen with “Wee Sing Silly Songs” on repeat in my mom mobile – the main place I have the opportunity to listen to music – but I’m going to try to find a way to make it happen.
4. Move more
This one is hard for me. Kudos to you mamas (and dads!) who figure out how to fit this in. I have a lot of great excuses, and a busy life, but the movement is good for me, and good for my family if it means I will be more active, more fun, have more energy, and live longer. I’m going to start very small. I’m aiming for one good walk per week. By myself. I may have to get up at 5am to do it. Can you already hear me whining?
I’m thinking I can knock out those four birds with one stone if I take my husband to the Y and we work out while reading and listening to music? WIN! Okay, maybe a little overly-ambitious…