After months of underachieving, and finally being satisfied with such, it is time to muster up the energy to try harder? I actually walked by the mirror the other day and thought "Hey, I don't look terrible." Well that will not be good enough come tomorrow. I will feel the pressure of the exercise and Weight Watcher point chatter. I will feel guilty asking people to partake in the candy overload we are currently experiencing. I will have to be a better person?
I already had a crisis over how to proceed with my day today. After kind of dealing with what we unpacked from the van last night...
...and going to the grocery store this morning, I tried to decide if I should go for a walk and then blog or vice versa. I knew if I walked I would think of ideas of what to say, but also knew I would forget half of them by the time I removed my coat. I also thought maybe I should save the jump back into walking for tomorrow to give the illusion that I was trying something new and improved.
I also considered just taking a few minutes to let all of the random thoughts into my head, in order to give me the opportunity to write them all out. I thought maybe that would be some sort of stress liberating activity. I nearly had a panic attack. I would have to discuss other random topics.
I have a vague recollection of last week, when I decided I would not seek out any post holiday deals, since I am still storing some fabulous bargains from five years ago. I was focused on the two colors of embroidery floss my daughter needed and the yarn my step-mother needed when we walked into the store yesterday. My willpower was gone before the automatic doors had even closed behind me, as I grabbed five rolls of Mary Engelbreit wrapping paper at $1.19 each. I did not even try to pretend that this was some sort of exception to my loosely and ill-defined rules.
Organization! That was surely what I needed.What if I took the time to put everything away in proper locations? How about if I started with my giftwrapping bin, long before I was out of energy and just started throwing things around like crazy? I was making decent progress, until the moment when I realized my awesome new wrapping paper did not fit.
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There are cocktail weenies and crescent rolls in my refrigerator, so another celebration must be upon us! Have a fun and safe New Year's Eve, and remember that I like you just the way you are...resolutions or not...and truly appreciate you stopping by this often cluttered place!
Stacy is taking a well-deserved break from her hosting duties this week, but I forgot to link to her Season's Greetings last week.