Resolutions - Again?

That's what Scott said this morning as we were walking. I asked him what his resolutions were going to be for this upcoming year. "Again?" He asked. "We have to have this conversation every year, and I tell you, my resolutions are the same. Read the Big Book, read the Book of Mormon, be a good husband, serve. What more do you want?"

And I couldn't think of anything more. Except - Be more romantic. Be engaged in conversations. Chew with your mouth closed. Talk without food in your mouth. Eat slower. Don't snore. Lose weight.

And dang it, for a moment I was nagging (in my mind, but still, that's not fair).

This year I've:
Learned waiting is part of my job.
Some things just don't matter. Being right can often mean not wanting to "told you so." Pick your battles.
Students are good good people who are carrying pretty big loads - love them.
Nice is good; really good. Pleasant is good; really good.
Some fires don't need to be put out by me.
10,000 steps is simple when I'm walking through the hospital being nice and pleasant, and this is part of my job.
Losing weight is doable, and so is getting out of debt.
Goals are attainable; even if it takes 10 years. "Eyes to the Prize" at all times.
Spending time with children on their turf is a blast, and I get to come home to a clean quiet home.


So this year, MY resolutions are:

Keep with the above.
Keep weight off.
Be present. (I'm loving this practice, want to get better.)
Be kind.
Drink more water.
Accept other's suggestions (even if I think mine are better).
Don't nag . . . my mother.
Make a quilt.
Read 2 religious texts.
Let go of the things I cannot change - don't buy in to the little/inconsequential conformity things.
Get that 60th birthday tattoo.
Travel to the East Coast (will be in Scotland in May).

Blondie, December 30, 2014