For all of you – or one or two of you – sitting around waiting to hear my New Year’s Resolutions, it isn’t going to happen. Instead, I’ve noted three things I won’t work on this year.
For the record if I was going to make resolutions, I think it would be telling that I waited until January 4th to ponder this list. It’s too late to start any of those write everyday or meditate everyday or celebrate everyday of 2012 kind of plans. Three full days have passed. I’ve already blown No Procrastination in 2012 so let’s just not put it on the list- if there was a list. Anyone who waits until January 4th to make resolutions is a chronic procrastinator and probably needs serious help. I can’t worry with this.
And speaking of worrying, if I don’t make a list, will people think less of me? Is having resolutions something I need to do to be a functioning part of society? Will my children be judged because of their nonconforming mother? No Worrying in 2012 is not going to make the list of resolutions either-if there was a list. I will always worry about things like will we have the money to get all the kids through school and still retire, where should we retire, and of course, did I turn the iron off or am I going to burn down the house while I’m at the grocery store and then we will never retire? It does worry me that I worry about so many things. The first step to recovery is being aware the problem exist, right?
If the children weren’t keeping me so busy during the holidays, then I’d probably have a list. I’ve gotten used to an empty nest and now I can’t get back on track. Blah-blah-blah. I can toss blame with the best of them. No Excuses in 2012 is now off the list-if there was a list. My mind just runs to excuses. It’s certainly not my fault I can’t seem to get the Christmas decorations down or the refrigerator cleaned out. Maybe I’m afraid it will signify the end of the holidays and that mean old, brightly feathered, metal bird will head this way to fly away with my last birdie. Darn you, Southwest Airlines. Actually she’s here for two more weeks. Children are a parent’s best excuse for almost anything.
In years past, I have always made the obligatory resolutions. By February I couldn’t remember these promises. If I had a written list (I didn’t), it would be lost, but I’m sure on January 1st in long gone years, the list always included the things above and goals of weight loss and writing deadlines to spice it up. Then, the next thing I knew, it was February and I was too busy to dwell on forgotten resolutions. I still needed to clean the Christmas leftovers out of the fridge.
And another thing- aren’t we suppose to try to live in the ‘now’? With resolutions, I become focused on the future and not the ‘now’. So now, I’m not eating chocolate and I’m writing therefore I wouldn’t consider this wasting time. ( My readers may disagree) The only thing I’m worried about is getting a post out and I’m not making excuses about why I can’t get this done. Consequently, I feel pretty good on January 4th, 2012 about my non-resolutions.
At least for ‘now’.