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The Month of my Birth

Some people say the only things that are certain are death and taxes, but they are forgetting one thing.  Birthdays.

It is the month of my birth.

It’s the inevitable time of year where I look back and think of what I’ve accomplished in the last year.  Where I sit in relation to the goals and dreams I had.  It is the time when I go a little crazy.

Last year I decided to take the optimistic approach.  The year before, I tried something similar.

I want to love my birthday.  I want to embrace it and all the great things it represents.  I’m one of those people who does the annoying Facebook countdown to my birthday.  I make a big deal about it before hand.  You’d think it was my favorite day of the whole year.  You’d think.

But truth be told, I make a big deal out of it because I’m scared if I didn’t, no one would remember.  That it would be halfway through the day before someone said “there’s something about today..” Or worse, that no one would.

Deep down I’m just a little girl who wants a tea party with her friends, pink lace tablecloths and finger sandwiches, or a surprise party filled with people I haven’t seen in years who wanted to see me and help me celebrate. I just want it to be a day I can look back on and smile about.

 

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Posted by on September 2, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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2014

It’s the time of year where I say “I don’t make resolutions” and then proceed to come up with some other way to phrase my “hopes and dreams list” or some other silliness. I don’t know why I have such an aversion to the idea of resolutions. Maybe it’s because I know so many people end up breaking theirs that it seems like a recipe for disaster. Maybe it’s my deep rooted fear of not succeeding. You’d think, with my OCD being what it is, I’d embrace the chance to plan out my year 365 days in advance.

This year, I’m looking at it as my to do list. I work well with lists. In fact so well, that I may try on at least a weekly basis to convert The Hubs into a list person. I’d say it’s a work in progress.

So… In no particular order, and for the accountability of the 4 of you out there that read this, is my to do list for 2014;

– Take better care of the body God has blessed me with. How’s that for an outlook change? I’m not in the shape I want to be, very far away from it, in fact. But 2013 reminded me over and over to be thankful, and I cannot start anywhere else but being thankful for being alive, for having the full function of my body. What I’ve done to it… That’s all on me. I own it, I know it, I can change it. And I plan to.

– Not be afraid to ask for what I need. Have you seen the commercial of the woman who can’t sleep? She’s flopping all over the bed and at one point (In her mind) yells at her husband “How can you be sleeping?” That’s me. That was me a lot of 2013. And 2012. I get so caught up in a certain way I expect things to go that I will be stubborn enough to wallow in the way it “Should be”. An example of this? I have caught myself sitting next to To Hubs thinking ” I wish he’d reach out and hold my hand” or ” I could use a hug. I wish The Hubs could sense that and hug me” and then the me who spent too many years in bad relationships will sit there, wondering if I sigh long enough, or look doe eyed at him, he’ll read my mind and know what I need, and if he doesn’t, that poor little girl with baggage that I carry around, she will go without rather then ask. You see there are some days, the poor guy can’t win, and he doesn’t even know there’s anything going on. I know expecting him to psychically know what I need is irrational, but you’d be surprised the number of arguments that have broken out because I needed something and didn’t ask. So this year, if I need something I will ask. Or better yet, I will give. If I need a comforting hug, why not go and give him one? I know I will get one in return. (I know you just read that and uttered an eloquent “Duh, Sharon!” But this honestly is a new revelation for me.

– Speak More. When The Hubs and I were dating, and found ourselves in uncomfortable situations, we’d often remind the other to be “Loud and Proud”. I am a woman who’s faced adversity. A woman who’s stood between a pimp and “his girl”. A woman who’s sat at the bedside of women who’ve lost family, friends, everything they’ve owned, and vowed to protect them. I’ve literally jumped in the middle of fights to break them up. Stood strong while staring down the barrel of a gun. Attended too many funerals for people when it’s been just a few of us shelter workers and the funeral director. I’ve designed programs that change lives. I’ve helped negotiate a union contract (Some of you will know the fortitude THAT takes). I am a strong, smart woman, and it is time to start remembering who I really am. 2014 will see me … Or rather hear me Loud and Proud.

-Talk less. Yes, there is a difference. The hubs and I were in bed not 30 min after watching the ball drop in Time Square. While settling down, and for no reason I can think of, I made a biting comment about someone we both know. Not 30 min into a new year! As soon as the words left my mouth, I looked at him and said “wow!” I knew it wasn’t nice. I knew if they had heard it, it would halve been hurtful to them. I could tell you that this person and I don’t see eye to eye. That I’d been on the stinging end of some of her remarks. But does that matter? Does that excuse my behavior? I cannot say that it will not happen again, but I can say that right now I am making a commitment to stop talking just for the sake of talking. To take seriously gravity of the words I use.

There are other things. Re-focus my daily Devotional time. Read the Bible cover to cover. Unplug more. Drink more water. Laugh more. Be spontaneous. Love harder. Skype more. Be a better friend. Trust. Focus. Change.

Hold on… It’s going to be a bumpy ride!

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Plans? We don’t need no stinkin’ plans!

I had plans…. Big plans for this week. The Hubs will tell you, I’m very OCD about my plans, and very Sulk-ish when they fall through.

In 2 weeks time, the Hubs and I are going away for a week, and it will be the first time Child the 3rd has stayed with my in laws. I had plans to get th house all beautified this week.

Remember I was also going to do all that cooking, get all those freezer meals ready?

Big plans.

Thursday morning,the Hubs got sick. In a big way. Like head to the ER, don’t pass go don’t collect $200 kinda way. Like the stay overnight hooked up to a bunch of machines kinda way.

Thursday and Friday were spent terrified about what was possibly wrong with the Hubs, so all plans kinda got thrown out the window.

Today is Sunday. The Hubs is no better, but he was allowed to come home with some struck instructions, and some serious follow up. The floors are in need of a serious vacuum, the dishwasher needs to be emptied and the formerly harmless load of laundry in my bathtub has made known its plans of mutiny. My plans have been thrown out the window and instead we’re sitting on the porch reading and just being.

Forget the plans, I want to remember the small moments.

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Posted by on March 25, 2012 in Uncategorized

 

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