|Even the kittens will help, not hinder, the New Productivity of 2012.|
I feel like Erik really threw down a challenge with his mammoth resolution list, so here’s my to-do list for 2012. It’s much less ambitious. I think I’ll schedule the concrete activities for certain weeks and months, and post a calender to keep me on track:
-No lingering over breakfast, no excuses such as “just one more cup of tea” or “I’ll just check one more blog” or “the cat needs my lap”, i.e. a new striving for morning productivity. This means 1/2 hour to eat and defog, then I must do things.
-Related to the above–stick to my designated daily schedule, as if I had a real job and boss looking over my shoulder.
-Accomplish my “yucky list” this month: switching banks, upgrading my RAM, getting a new passport, and making appointments for a physical, a dental exam and an eye exam. (In terms of engaging with the medical establishment, I prefer to behave as if though the zombie apocalypse has already occurred, thus I’m well overdue for a complete overhaul.)
-Organize the labels or tags on Root Simple so our dear, somewhat abused readers can find information when they want it.
-No processed sugar for the month of January. Or beer. (sigh)
-White flour, crackers, tortillas, pasta & etc. are designated as “treats” this year, as opposed to “staples.”
-No internet surfing until after supper. No email in the morning. Email at noon and in the evening.
-Repaint the living room, hall, two bedrooms and the breakfast nook.
-Spend more time outside loving the garden–just being with it, regarding it with joy instead of judgement.
-Learn to identify trees.
-Take up archery again. This means starting with practice in the back yard once or twice a week, until I have the chops back enough to visit the range without embarrassment.
-Purge the closets. To do this, I’m going to have to either pretend we’re moving and have to pay to ship every object, or if I’m in a more morbid mood, I’ll imagine what what would happen if Erik and I were hit by a bus and people had to come in and clean out our closets. I don’t want to be remembered posthumously as a giant, acquisitive hamster of questionable taste and strange habits.
-Make a dress. (This will make Erik laugh because he will remember the last dress I made. I’ve had 15 years to recover, though.)
-Make a pair of shoes. Or perhaps just tall spats to start.
-Start a gratitude journal. I’m so cynical, really, that the very phrase “gratitude journal” grates on me. Which is exactly why I have to keep one.
-Get fit. To be more concrete, my goal is to be able to keep up with Erik on his masochistic hikes.
-One date night a week with my very ambitious but rather sweet husband.