Girlfriend in Tacoma

Dec. 30, 2007 at 8:00am

are we there yet?

(ready for '08, sans Resolutions)

Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think Holiday Breaks are just about a week too long.

I'm ready, now, to be back into the swing, with school(for wee kid), ballet and gymnastics classes at the YMCA(also for her), him back to work, and me back to some semblance of "routine."

Don't get me wrong, I love my family, it's just that all this togetherness stuff is starting to feel like The Shining sans snow. And rather than "all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy", it's "all thinking about work and not accomplishing a lot is making mommy crazy."

Today, the tree comes down, the ornaments lovingly get shoved into the garage.  The house will be cleaned.  I will work up my major projects list.  I will  mom,  launder, and exercise.  Tomorrow, I will First Night (despite the sweetie's ambivalence, I'm pushing the issue-- sounds too cool to miss, and yes, I want to dress up like a pirate/tramp-ette.)

As for next year?  I'm working up my non-resolutions.  Seems like every year I say, drink less, weigh less, do more of the things I should do to be a healthy, vital human being, and every year I more or less blow the whole thing off.

Last year, despite my resolution to lose weight, I did, 20 pounds.  Next year, I won't set myself up the grandiose notion of "lose 15 pounds" so that I can fit in the height/weight standard "normal"-- yeah, my clothing size is still double digits, but I'm okay with that.  For the first time, I can look in a mirror and go, meh, it's fine.  (given the day.  some days, some hormones, absolutely every part of me is not fine.  but I'm working through that.)

Last year, despite my resolution to achieve better balance, I didn't.  I was a juggling fool, dropping all manner of important balls all the time-- "balance" became life triage, where I took care of the bloodiest issues, first.  This year, I won't achieve balance, and I won't ask myself to.  I'll ask myself to be cognizant of my priorities in life, and I'll attempt to, as best I can, honor those.  And more or less, I'll wing it all the way.  

Last year, I swore I would organize my house.  I suppose I made some headway in that, though it's a never-ending battle. As much as I get rid of, we always seem to collect triple that, plus more.  Will I live a blissfully organized existence this year?  Totally doubtful.  But I'll work on reining in the mayhem; I have gotten pretty good at that.

...and that's all I have (and the kid is awake.)(Priority: a snuggle and a movie.)(mmm.)

Happy New Year!

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by Erik on 12/30/2007 @ 11:50am
Don't get me wrong, I love my family, it's just that all this togetherness stuff is starting to feel like The Shining sans snow. And rather than "all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy", it's "all thinking about work and not accomplishing a lot is making mommy crazy."

May I suggest acting like you are going to work and then leave the house and do what you want for the days.

by jenyum on 12/30/2007 @ 12:29pm
I have decided to pretend I'm not supposed to be the person cleaning the house and sit around and learn stuff. Which I've been doing all week. Learned lots of stuff. Now I need a backhoe.

by jcbetty on 12/30/2007 @ 6:20pm
jenyum-- laughing my fool head off. Feeling your pain, and am willing to share my heavy equipment license :D
erik--hard, when one works out of the home, when one is employed. But a most exquisitely excellent suggestion, nonetheless!!

by Erik on 12/30/2007 @ 9:10pm
erik--hard, when one works out of the home, when one is employed. But a most exquisitely excellent suggestion, nonetheless!!

Hmmm. I think you need to schedule a "retreat" or a "meeting" or something to get out of the house.

Try a new line such as "there is only so much I can do here" and then leave before you see the reaction.

While walking out the door, take some work paraphenalia with you to put on a good show. Stuff a bag full of books and look like you are working up a sweat carrying it out the door.

by jcbetty on 1/1/2008 @ 12:03pm
I'm thinking, walk out the door with mate's credit card, "going to get a massage/facial/*insert wildly expensive spa service here" --see ya next week! --but I'm thinking, that might not go over too well in the long run.
Still...retreat is a fabulous idea!

by scout on 1/3/2008 @ 4:32pm
Re:

"May I suggest acting like you are going to work and then leave the house and do what you want for the days...

Hmmm. I think you need to schedule a "retreat" or a "meeting" or something to get out of the house...

Try a new line such as "there is only so much I can do here" and then leave before you see the reaction..

While walking out the door, take some work paraphenalia with you to put on a good show. Stuff a bag full of books and look like you are working up a sweat carrying it out the door..."

How about honestly communicating to your mate that you need a break instead of being deceitful and leaving "before you see the reaction"?

by jenyum on 1/3/2008 @ 6:43pm
"How about honestly communicating to your mate that you need a break instead of being deceitful and leaving "before you see the reaction"?

Because that's not as funny ;)

by jcbetty on 1/4/2008 @ 12:47pm
heee! nor as effective :D

(and, for the record so the mate doesn't go down as some cro magnon who pounds his chest, carries his club, and says "og want food!" -- he really is helpful and tries to do stuff around the house-- I'm just one of those suzy homemaker types who likes to do it her way better :) )

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