Long gone are the days of summer chore charts and goals with a long sought after prize waiting at the completion. My children are adults and set their own goals….which leaves me without the comforting structure of the school year. It still feels weird to not plan my world around when school starts. But here sits summer before us: a productive chunk of time or a total wasteland?
I’ve decided to set a few goals and try to keep it simple:
1.Clean out a few things – still VERY loosely defined, yet I know the cupboards and closets that need it…they yell at me every time I walk past them. “Clean me out, you lame person! It’s dusty and cramped in here…D.I. would be better than this!”
2.Put my bum-cheeks in a chair and write every day – sounds great on paper, so hard in real life.
3.To no longer purchase potato chips – this is where the whole “journey of mental failure” comes in. Every shopping trip begins with a firm resolve, then my manipulation skills kick in and I think, “Rick does enjoy a chip or two with his sandwich….I love Rick….should Rick be denied this small indulgence because of my weakness?” One thing leads to another and within twenty-four hours the bag is open and failure has been achieved. The madness must stop! I’m determined and hopeful that if I can make headway with this goal, it will greatly aid in achieving my next goal.
4.To no longer hear a swishing sound while wearing Levis and walking.
So what are your summer goals?