Hubs and I made our "together list" for 2011 this weekend, and feel pretty good about it. I really liked the process of sitting down with him and coming up with a list of Top 10 Things We Want to See In Our Marriage in 2011. Instead of listing things like "compassion" or "generosity", we did what all good little goal setters are instructed to do and made our list measurable and gave some parameters. Without giving away our whole list, that meant things like "Volunteer together 6 times per year" and "Buy only humanely raised, locally sourced eggs this year". We haven't managed to biff up anything on the list in 11 days. But we will have to make it a month until the next farmer's market with the handful of eggs currently in the fridge.
That was the together list.
My list has been brewing for a while now, and in fact is not yet been sealed into the envelope. I gave myself until Friday to lick it closed until 2012. But I can tell you that I have already FAILED one of the items that I was sure was going to be the easiest to keep, primarily because I genuinely wanted very much to do it: Write Every Day. Something. A blog post, a paragraph, a journal note, even a list of ideas for short stories or essays. I'm about 6 for 11 of the first week and a half of the new year. Boo. I guess cementing a new discipline takes time, no matter how much you really want to see it happen.
Discipline. I'm toying with the idea of meticulously scheduling my days in the hopes that that will force me to get my act together and get off my butt and DO some of the things I keep saying I want to do. So if I got up at 6:30, I could do some yoga in the morning. And if I scheduled my work time more efficiently, I would be less frazzled and better able to get to sleep at a decent hour, thence enabling the early wake up time. AND if I scheduled my evenings, I could actually cook healthy food, work out, volunteer, see my friends, rather than sit around and play games on Facebook and wish that I "had time" to cook.
When I was training for the marathon I had some discipline. All goal-like and stuff. Focused. Determined. What am I determined to accomplish this year? The List is supposed to be the truth of my heart on paper. For-real desires to which I can unreservedly commit myself. It's not work, because I'm just being honest about the things that I already know I want. So if The List is well made, it should be a snap to live up to it.
But I really do want to write every day. It's AugDog. He is the root of all my sloth. But really, I mean, how can you get up to do anything when this cute pup in your lap?
At least writing this post today can count towards Write Every Day. But I wasn't kidding about the Sloth Pup. His winsome powers are as defeating as they are delightful.
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