Monday, January 01, 2007

Resolutions and decisions ...

Why should a decision we make on a particular day hold any more weight, or be any more likely to be effective than a decision we make on any other day ? I mean, why don't we make "February the 18th resolutions" ?!?!? What's wrong with August the 24th ?!?!?

As you can probably tell, I'm not usually very good with New Year resolutions. Of course, I make the generic "lose weight, eat more healthily, do more exercise, yell at my children less often" mental list at the start of each year, and then again about April .... but by about October I'm just hanging in there for the holiday at the end of the year ...

Last year I actually managed to accomplish several things on my list. I joined WW, and so far have lost 7.2kg. Another 3kg and I'll be at goal. As we were reminded at our meeting last week, "goals are dreams with deadlines" ... so I've set myself a deadline of 28 February to make goal. So I'm on track there ...

Last year I increased the amount of exercise I do too. I trained for, and completed, a duathlon at the beginning of the year ... started ice skating ... and (until I screwed up my rotator cuff) was playing squash two or three times a week. I'll need to review my plans now, for a couple of reasons ...

Not yelling at the rugrats is hard. Really, really hard. Anyone who has ever had kids knows that. I'm not the most patient of people, and I have a rather short fuse. Some days I suspect that K was put on this planet for the sole purpose of pissing me off. I'm not a natural parent. It doesn't come easily to me, that whole mother earth, self sacrificing thing. Last year the MOTH and I took a parenting course ... and things have improved. And if we didn't want to change things, we wouldn't have done it. So we're doing the very best we can, even if I don't bake cookies and I still yell at my kids too much ...

This year the MOTH and I have made a major resolution / decision. We're moving home. We leave in three weeks, will be driving back to Whangarei, and will be home by 23 January. The hardest part is that the MOTH will then be flying back to Dunedin to finish his contract, while I attempt (temporary) solo parenthood in Whangarei. We've bought a laptop though, and with web-cams the rugrats will still get to talk to him every night.

My rugrats are moving home to already established friends, a school they know, their own bedrooms ... and family. I'm moving home to girlfriends with new babies, babies that are now toddlers, children that have become young adults, and my own house !!!!!

So Lisa, fancy a coffee some time around the 21st ???

2 Comments:

Blogger Lisa said...

OMG, You're kidding right??? I was just thinking about what another slog you'll have to go through with shifting from one end of New Zealand to another AGAIN...and then read that bombshell at the end!

HELL YEAH!

6:43 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey girl. Sitting here listening to Bryan Adams and realizing what a Very Bad Idea that is ...

old habits die hard

4:56 PM  

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