Maybe we don’t want to get too serious about the January lists – not yet anyway.
Maybe we can squeeze in a little more vacation time.
Maybe we should throw the list away one afternoon and make a memory.
Seize the moment when the temperature is right, the ice is thick, and the kids are willing.
Dig the skates out, find the thick socks and enjoy the fresh winter air.
Nothing fancy. Just chore coats and warm hats and second hand skates on a farm pond.
No triple axles or anything quad.
Well…okay. Maybe there were a few quads. But they were unintentional ones with painful consequences.
Then we’ll top the afternoon off with hot chocolate while warming our toes in a grandma quilt.
Lists will wait, but kids grow up.
I survived December.
Now it’s January.
Amazing how that happens every year.
Once again I’m having a hard time getting motivated to do anything.
Last night while Jan and I sat eating our typical Sunday night supper of popcorn and sandwiches, he innocently asked what we needed to get done this week.
I looked at him blankly.
Wait – you mean there’s life after Christmas?
So I shook the cobwebs from my mind and wrote a list.
Can I just say that a January list can not compete with the fun lists of December.
Lists that used to say make Christmas goodies, wrap presents, and pack for for New Year’s Eve at Aunt Sandy’s house now say clean the fridge, call the dentist, and work out.
Nope. No comparison.
Yet – somehow it feels good after the busyness and excitement of the holidays to have such simple, normal tasks to complete.
It feels good to find that routine again, like we’ve settled into the New Year.
So I added a few snowflakes and smiley faces to the list and found some lively music to brighten our attitudes as we tackle January.
My first task is to discover what green and growing things are lurking in my fridge.
There’s nothing like a hazmet suit to greet the New Year!
But have have any of you seen my schedule? You know – that thing where you allocate your time during the day so that you actually accomplish something?
I seem to have lost mine over Christmas.
It’s 9:00 in the morning as I write – and instead of checking math and going over a grammar lesson, I still have 3 sleeping students.
What’s worse – I have an overwhelming desire to eat chocolate and play around on Pinterest.
I really need to find this missing schedule.
I thought it might have gotten mixed up with the decorations – but I didn’t find it among the snowmen.
Maybe it’s packed away with the Christmas lights? No – I was missing it long before that.
Now that I think about it – I lost it just about the time Matt came home. So maybe I left it at the airport. Or maybe he took it?
No. It’s gotta to be around here somewhere.
I checked the family room – but all I found was a jigsaw puzzle. It’s almost finished now.
When I looked in the library I discovered a book and a warm quilt. There went an afternoon.
I haven’t checked the game cupboard.
Oh look! It’s Bananagrams!
Anybody want to play? We could eat chocolate!
Oh wait – that’s right. Gotta find that schedule.