It's a new year and everyone's got a resolution. Everyone is vowing and promising and crossing their heart but is anyone really going to succeed? One time on our way home from a Christmas vacation Michael and I sat behind a woman on a plane who was listing her New Year's Resolutions. It read something like this:
Read a book a month
Run a marathon
Lose 10 pounds
No more sugar
We both sat behind her anxiously watching as another completely unrealistic goal was scribbled down. We couldn't help but snicker and roll our eyes. Honestly, three languages?! Psh. Yeah. Right.
Anyway, my point is, there are over achievers who, sadly, force themselves into the corner of becoming the under achiever. Those people who take on the world on January 1st are inevitably setting themselves up for failure. Not that there's anything wrong with that as long as you're cool planning on becoming an astronaut every year and never getting to the moon. The more I think about it the more this person sounds like Michael Scott from The Office. Ie: The Michael Scott Paper Company. I digress. Let's just call the shoot-for-the-mooners Michael Scotts.
Then there are the Scrooge McDucks. People like me who don't like making resolutions because the whole idea seems contrived and under appreciated. I like to say things like, "I should be working on myself year round" and "why is this day any different than any other day for making special goals?" and "bah humbug!" Okay, okay that last one was a joke. In fact I find I'm way more of an optimist than most but my point is this, isn't my mentality just as lame and cliche as the Michael Scotts?
How can I feel good about saying, "screw it," when I have the perfect opportunity to improve myself? It's true that goal making should happen year round just like we should try to keep the spirit of Christmas all year long. It's also true that cliche doings will always be cliche and sometimes that feels uncomfortable. BUT! Just like I follow the spirit of Halloween by costuming my family and passing out candy. Just like I stuff a flimsy colorful basket full of horrid plastic grass and candy filled eggs at Easter and just like when I confess my gratitude at the Thanksgiving dinner table, I should embrace the New Year's Resolution. It's the only part of the holiday that a married, Mormon, mother can truly celebrate.
So what are my resolutions this year? Who the spank knows? That's the horrible trick of it all isn't it? We struggle to find something worth publishing and also something attainable. There's this fine line between flossing everyday (no offense Liz, seriously, no offense) and learning every Latin based language. The Michael Scott's and the Scrooge McDucks leave little room for the Mary Poppins.
I do have a few ideas. Things like:
run a half marathon
read the whole Book Of Mormon
teach Jack to read a little
stay in my budget
be a better, more reliable friend
These are all good and fine but none of them hits the tally of "practically perfect in every way" like I want them to. The list is a mish mash. I think New Year's Resolutions must be an art. Are any of you artists in this way? What's on your list? Shake me from my bah humbugs and give me some ideas. One of you mentioned via Facebook, having regular family home evenings. I like that one, on the surface it seems too simple but when you get down to the brass tacks of a real weekly schedule it becomes quite a challenge. Personally, I go in and out with FHE and I think that's a happy medium goal. Not too hard and not too soft. Like a good poo. ;) Haha! Sorry, just had to throw that in there.
So yeah, let me know what you're doing. I'd really like to know.