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A solemn resolution to go with the flow in 2012

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What is your new year’s resolution?

I stopped making them a while back. Weight loss and exercise are already in hand, thanks to my good friends at Jazzercise of Southwestern CT; I don’t smoke and rarely drink. And heaven knows that even the most Herculean efforts won’t get me to hold my tongue or suddenly become more patient.

But I think this year, I’m going to resume the tradition of making a promise to myself for the coming 12 months.

You see, Santa left me high and dry this year. No magic sleep tonic or familial spirit of cooperation found their way into my stocking on Dec. 24. I waited a bit — thinking maybe Santa relied on the USPS for help — but it seems I’m on my own.

Not sure what I’ll do about catching a regular complement of ZZZZs. However, this year I will resolve to let the rest go.

I don’t mean that I’ll stop trying — I’ll continue to cook and clean, shop and make the various appointments, celebrate milestones and remember good friends and family. But I’m going to try a less cruise-director, more zen approach to getting the household help I so desperately need.

So, when school books and shoes are piled just inside the doorway, I won’t get miffed.

I won’t sweat the piles of mail and newspapers on the table.

Won’t be angry when dishes are left on the counter or in the sink. Won’t bat an eye when no one empties the dishwasher or starts the laundry.

And I won’t lose my temper when no one but me notices the dust rhinos in the hallway, dried toothpaste sculptures in the bathroom sinks, plants gasping for water or other tasks to be done.

I’ll drag myself to the market, CVS or the mall — again — without comment, or maybe not. Someone might just have to do without something for a few hours.

The family complains that I make too much out of all these rules, jobs and chores — I’m too rigid, too testy, a fun-sucker.

So: In 2012, I will not suck the fun.

I will turn the other cheek, look the other way and let the breadcrumbs fall where they may.

 Are you also taking bets that this doesn’t last past noon on Sunday?

Happy New Year.

About Terri S. Vanech

Wife, mother, communications specialist, Jazzercise instructor and recently reunited adoptee. I'm living out loud -- and trying to make it all work -- in midlife. Having a sense of humor sure helps.


4 thoughts on “A solemn resolution to go with the flow in 2012

  1. I’ll give you till the end of the week- when you are home looking at it all while trying to work. LOL!

    Posted by Jacquie | January 1, 2012, 11:16 pm
  2. Thank you, Karen! We have to stick together!

    Posted by terrisv15 | December 29, 2011, 11:06 pm
  3. I give you credit for more patience than I have if you can make it last until Sunday! I am still frustrated by the lack of help or acknowledgement for what I do. When Bill was working, and I wasn’t, I could chalk it up to my fair share. But when I’m running around doing laundry, wrapping gifts, decorating the tree, cooking — and cleaning — up dinner, and he’s played a game all day, it really frosts me! This year he complained about how hard shopping it for gifts. He bought 2 gifts, one of which I chose, for me — wrapped them about 4:00 Christmas Eve. Meanwhile, I bought gifts for 10 adults and 9 kids — and was done before him.

    We will listen to you vent and nod knowingly and sympathetically. We understand.

    Posted by Karen Waggoner | December 29, 2011, 10:51 pm


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