On New Year's Eve, Steve and I sat in the light of the Christmas tree and brainstormed goals and resolutions we'd like to accomplish in the next year. We made lists and charts and mind-maps and talked about our hopes and dreams.
And then at one point, I looked at my piece of paper, covered with words and arrows and circles and stars, and I thought, to hell with this. I said to Steve, "You know, what I really want this year is to just get it together enough so I'm dressed before noon and remember to wear deoderant."
So that's what I'm going to try to do. That, and keep a gratitude journal of five things I'm thankful for each day. The rest of it — building a freelance career, planning meals efficiently, exercising more, having a weekly date with Steve — that's all well and good, and if I do those things, great. But getting dressed in the morning is good enough for me.
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I'm Emilie, a writer and mother to two young boys, married to my best friend and living in St. Paul, Minnesota. I was diagnosed with a soft-tissue sarcoma in August 2007, while pregnant with our youngest son. Cancer sucks. But we are trying to live life to the fullest in spite of it.
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Way to get real, Emilie! I usually over-shoot on the resolutions, too, and am aiming for realism this time around. Feeling together and being deoderized are swell goals. And I love the gratitude journal idea. I would think that could have a powerful impact on your outlook.
Love the Danny pictures. What a happy boy! Keep 'em coming!
I pray that the New Year will be filled with unexpected blessing for you and your boys!
-Christina : )
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I hear ya on the getting dressed and deodorant thing! Isn't it rediculous how a shower now feels like a treat?? I think it is great that you haven't set the unrealistic expectations that most people do for resoultions! Good for you!
The difficulty I had in getting myself together in the morning is something I never expected about life at home. It gets easier!
Yes, I resolve once again to not get hooked on heroin for the next year. That should work out, unless maybe I have to stay up to 4 a.m. again entering data into a stats program, after editing a paper. But coffee seemed to work, as did margaritas and Mexican food earlier in the day.
I read this recently in a self-help book: Aim to only change an eighth of your life, because the rest probably doesn't need changing. And eliminate the word "career" from your daily lexicon. Not because it's not important, but the concept could ironcally close your mind to life's surprises and friends outside of your particular career clique.
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