Monday, January 23, 2012
1 POTATO, 2 POTATO, 3 POTATO ... RUTABAGA?
I guess when each new year begins, I think to myself about my hopes and goals for the twelve months in front of me. Yeah, yeah I get changes happen any time. It shouldn't take January 1st to make us reflect then decide upon a new path. Regardless of what it may be. Eating healthier. Spending more time just 'being'. The list is endless.
I'll admit I'm not the best at changing. I made one huge change in myself a couple years ago and I've stuck to that one, I'm happy to say.
And you will often hear me say, because I've done it, if you want something different in life then it's up to you to change it. You can only point the finger at others for so long. And really, who wants to be thought of that way? I'd rather be known as strong and independent. Not that I don't need help every once and awhile, we all do.
When I look at the next 12 months in my life...my hopes and goals are fairly simple. I want a happy, tranquil home. I want enough money in the bank so I'm not worrying about the next paycheck coming in. I want quality time with my kids, which means as much as I know the more I work, the more money I have the potential of making...I've got to stop.
Tonight it started with a simple thing. I turned of my phones. That's right. Plural.
I have a personal cell and a work cell. OFF.
I had to work a little late tonight so I didn't get to make dinner. Rather I had to pick it up on the way home and I'd much rather cook with the kids. Even if it's just spaghetti. TOGETHER TIME.
Tomorrow, same song different verse. Tomorrow I fix the dining area that currently has my dining room table pushed in the corner as I was convinced that was the way it should be. We haven't had a dinner together at the table since. NOT HAPPY. I like sitting down with them at the table.
The towels on the over-sized, stuffed chair will be folded.
The three (plus) loads of laundry that have patiently been waiting through the weekend WILL be attended to.
Pork chops will be purchased as Belle and Ben want to learn to grill.
And a new vegetable will be introduced into the menu.
We may just have to write down veggies we don't regularly eat and put them in a hat. Pull out a new one each week. One is SURE to be acceptable...right?!
I'm thinking a visit to a local vegetable stand may be necessary.
Stay tuned.......
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