In the post below, I said that I hadn't made any 2008 resolutions, but that there were some on the docket for 2009.
Well, the more I thought about it -- and maybe this is just the word snob in me coming out -- I think that "goal" is a much better term than "resolution." Go ahead, Google their definitions. ;)
But seriously, one of the things that I have set a goal for, more this year than any other, is to choose joy.
No matter that Seth learns to undress himself, diaper included, and that there is poop everywhere. I will choose joy.
No matter that the power surged yet again and I have to reset all the clocks. I will choose joy.
No matter that it is 7:00, and Jim is still at work. I will choose joy.
No matter that the moms at the playground are all older than I and don't seem all too interested in me. I will choose joy.
No matter that I have to start my home-based business from the ground up again. I will choose joy.
And just in case I waiver in my goal, I made this:
It sits next to my kitchen sink, where I'll see it at least a dozen times a day. I know I'll slip up, but that is what's so great about this goal: there will always be a "next time" -- another situation -- where I'll have the opportunity to intentionally choose joy.