It's bedtime for a certain 4.5 year old member of our household. By the time the magic number 7 rolls around, he's ready, we're ready...it's just time.
To give you a sample of what happens after teeth are brushed, pjs are on...
as we're about to leave his room...
B: One more thing! KNOCK KNOCK.
Me: Who's there?
B: Bedtime.
Me: Bedtime who?
B: Bedtime, I don't want to go to bedtime.
I am really bad at blogging these days. I've been traveling like a fool for work, and since I am the only one who posts what's going on at the a*c*b household...well, this is what you get.
Hoping to make some updates sooner, rather than later.
Because most things in my life seem to be delayed, my Happy New Year! post is also delayed. That's okay, though.
Despite 2010 kicking us in the pants (all the way to the last moments), we learned a lot of things, and as hokey as it is, have some good ideas and thoughts for choices we'd make differently.
Not sure if it's a new year, or just our old age making us wiser...anyhow.
In attempts to not be the person who resolves to lose those pesky 5-10 lbs, or to work out 47 times per week, or to only eat local, organic produce that was grown by people who only ride unicycles to get where they are going, here it goes:
I aim to eat dinner together more often. At the table. I also recognize that it'll rarely be the same dinner for the three of us, as allergies, dislikes and random diets keep us from that. I resolve to be okay with that, because we're doing the best we can.
I plan to make more time for myself. I often do things for myself, but end up guilt-ridden that I should be working, or playing with Benjamin, or doing something around the house. In fact, I've actually started to feel guilty about marathons and the time they take up, which is about the healthiest thing I do for myself. So yeah, I need to book a pedicure for tomorrow...
I aim to spend more time with family and friends after a slightly reclusive year.
I am going to try to watch less TV. Or at least watch some "smarter" TV. That said, if (when) I blow this one, I will not be hard on myself because the dumb shows I love are kind of an escape from the normal stress. Ooooh, is that a new Chelsea Handler on the Tivo?
I WILL organize my computers, get them all communicating (yeah, three + iPad + iPhone...excessive, I know) with each other so I don't have to call Andrew while on a business trip to have him email me a file from my desktop.
I will not feel guilty for being on a business trip. Even if they are 1-2x a month. I love my job.
I hope to learn how to ask for help. This might be (hands down, it is) my biggest character flaw (please keep it to yourself if you can think of bigger character flaws...).
I want to make my bed every day. And I didn't today. But today doesn't count because it kicked me in the butt before sunrise.
I want to make less excuses. Like the last bullet point. Kidding. Kind of.
And most importantly, I want to love more, and stress less. I am so incredibly blessed in so many ways, and often, when the storm clouds roll in, I tend to let that overtake the awesome that I have in my life. So, I want to figure out how to gain at least a small bit of clarity when life feels so unfair.
And since I am on the subject, I resolve to lose those last few pesky pounds and use my gym membership more often...Kidding. Kind of.
So, Happy New Year. Be thankful for all of the greatness in your life, be proud of your successes, but don't be too hard on yourself when things don't go as planned.
I hope to be content going to bed and knowing that I did the best I could with what I had to deal with each day.
