New Year’s Resolutions
I wasn’t going to do this, but I’ve been reading a lot of celebrity ones and getting annoyed. Most of the resolutions from people I actually know are pretty good, have some self control and be nice to people. That’s a very fine thing, but not very interesting and more like lifetime rules than new stuff. You want new stuff, something you can tick off a list. Here’s mine.
Wear more lipstick. Actually, this is a long term one, I’ve had this on my list ever since I wore lipstick to school pickup one afternoon and someone asked me if I was having an affair.
Wear an apron while baking. I do have a nice apron, but I was rather put off it when I grabbed it to wear for the first time and found it adorned with a dead huntsman spider. I must get over this baseless fear and protect my clothes from butter and dried flour.
Shout at my husband more. Most people are too scared to, so I’ll be doing a public service and it will make me more assertive. He may not like it, but he can go suck a lemon.
Spend less time with my children. That’s also a long term one, I never seem to achieve it. I should send them on more holiday camps and expect them to get themselves home from school. Unfortunately society and my husband like us to eat dinner together, but see above.
I’m pretty happy with my weight and my exercise regime has kept a physio and a sports doctor in full time work, so there’s nothing to be done there. I may have to accept my advancing old age and swim more often. You can’t ask me to enjoy it though.
Another long time one has been to list my handmade jewellery on some kind of ecommerce site. I have been waiting for the time when I can just wave my phone over the lot and it will set up automatically, but that may be some years away. It is certainly something I can tick off a list, so I’ll leave it on. My phone does take pretty good photos, so that will help.
Drink more coffee. I really love coffee and I have a low tolerance for it. Some extremely carefully selected scientific studies show that it’s pretty good for you so long as you’re not pregnant. Over many years I’ve worked up to being able to drink a large one every day. This year I want to be able to have an extra small one on top of that if I want to without feeling as if I’ve been kicked in the kidneys.
Lastly is a household thing I’ve been meaning to do for years, fix the windows in the room we call the lounge room, despite having no lounge. They have some heritage name, but they’re like doors and need some kind of stick arrangement to keep them open instead of slamming annoyingly shut every time there’s a slight breeze. I’m putting this one down with a deadline, I want it done before the end of the month. I shall keep you posted.
This is my one hundredth post. I started this thing with the aim of finding something interesting to write about every day in the life of this overpriveleged housewife, after many social gatherings at which I’ve been very politely asked what on earth I do with my time. There are only so many jokes you can make about playing tennis and painting your toenails. I may still continue writing a daily post, but it seems more likely that it will end up being weekly. I’ve been very surprised and rather touched to have so many readers. Thank you very much for your attention and your feedback, I hope it’s shown that us stay at home mums aren’t complete layabouts and that there are lots of things in packets that you really don’t need to buy.
I now need to finish assembling the Horror’s bike. I’m having a lot of trouble with the front brake, possibly because someone is sitting on the instructions.