Indecision and Stubbornness

Yep, my whole blog is based around the concept of indecision.  I am indecisive about pretty much everything, which, I think, keeps me grounded.  I don't make rash decisions.  I have to have a plan. "Winging it" doesn't work for me.  So, when I decided on Sunday that I would be starting the WW thing again on Monday, well, that was too quick for my tastes (pun intended).  Monday I decided I would have nothing to do with that madness (again).  Almost a week of watching co-workers track their intake and tally their water, veggies, and dairy servings, I feel like I'm ready.  I just needed a little coaxing.  So, after dinner tonight, I packaged up many leftover servings in just-the-right-sized servings and calculated my points (for future meals).  I can do this.  psh.  

Don't get too excited.  I'm not going to share all the personal bits.  I have got some dignity left, though I might publicly pat myself on the back when the time comes.

Resignation

There are some things I've just come to accept.  I will probably always be a few minutes late for work.  Laundry will always be my nemesis.  My current group of sixth-graders will talk to a wall if it gives them the chance to talk.  

There are some things, however, that I realized could change if I seek out some sort of help. One of those is finances.  After struggling with Toby to come up with a system that works for us, we resigned our stubbornness and compromised with a program through church.  So far, so good. We're certainly not in the clear, but at least we're on the same page and have a common language to use to get us to the place we need to be, eventually. 

The other is  weight.  So, once again, I'm joining the WW bandwagon.  The meetings start tomorrow.  I guess water consumption will be on the rise, and the remainder of the 11 dozen cookies will be walking out the door with Toby tomorrow.  

Learning verified

So, I ended my last post (*cough*fivemonthsago*cough*) talking about learning from others. So I did.  I had this silly idea that I had to have pictures to go with my posts so I've been less than diligent about posting, because I'm less than diligent about getting pictures uploaded to photo sharing sites, or even off my camera.  Anyway, thanks Amber, for showing me how it can be done.

Not only have I learned, but I watched my daughter learn today.  Something so tiny, so mundane, but so easy to see that a real transfer of knowledge had happened.  And I find it marvelous. Merica was playing with a pin cushion (yeah, yeah, spare me the lecture) and in the process of taking all of the pins out, my aunt offered her a magnet to pick them all up.  Which mostly worked (there were a few aluminum pins that wouldn't play along.)  About four hours later, she dropped one and couldn't find it, so she went to the fridge, found a magnet and started "sweeping" the floor.  Ingenuity at its finest.  There's a reason her progress report looked stellar.  

Time. Everyone wants it. There's never enough of it.

Seems I'm an "A+" procrastinator and I'm always stealing (strike that; borrowing) time from one task to complete another. More often than not, it is that I’m borrowing (strike that; stealing) time from these two to have some down time.

I’m realistic. I know I need some “me” time… but I also know that it doesn’t have to come when Trenton wants to me to read a story or to sing a song. I could certainly learn to build a better train track and how to be Percy. Merica’s an expert at tea parties and making Play-doh biscuits. So, why don’t I enjoy those?

More or less, I don’t use my time to the best of my abilities. I use too much time today planning for what needs to be done today, less time doing what I already have in front of me. There. I said it. I don’t use my time well. But, these two surely know how to use it, and they’re really good teachers. Lots of wisdom there. Rather than borrowing or stealing their methods, maybe I can just watch and learn.