LJ Idol Week 6
I keep saying I’m going to. I’m going to start eating better. I’m going to stop eating so much fast food. Cook at home more. I’m going to be more present with my kids. Play with them more. Watch fewer movies. Limit screen time. I’m going to spend more time in the kitchen at work. Show up earlier. Stop spending so much of my time in the office on paperwork. I’m going to stop being so nice to my ex baby-daddy. Demand more time with my son. Stop letting him walk all over me. I’m going to stop spending so much money. Im going to write more honestly. Write more fiction. More memoir. Just more. I’m going to start. I’m going to stop.
The truth is, though, that I’m probably not. And it’s not that I don’t want to. Well, some of them I don’t want to but know I should. What can I say; I’m a sucker for a Big Mac. The thing is, as I’m sure we all know, the path of least resistance is easiest. It’s simpler to maintain the status quo. If it’s not broke, don’t fix it.
There are some of the behaviors on that list I would desperately like to change. I would love to spend more time playing with kids. And I don’t know why I don’t. I would love to just once stand up to my ex and tell him that he can’t just take Matt out of school early on Fridays because he wants to. And I don’t know why I don’t.
I’m not sure if I’m just not ready to. Or if I’m afraid. Or if it is just that I’m lazy and it’s easier to keep on keeping on.
I do know that I need to, though. I am going to wake up one morning and regret that I didn’t take better care of myself, physically, emotionally, financially. I am going to wake up one morning and regret that I didn’t spend more time on the floor building legos and coloring. I am going to wake up one morning and regret never having written anything I intended to.
The only way to fix it is to do it. Leaps and bounds. Baby steps. Whatever keeps me moving forward. So right now, I’m going to crawl in a box with my kids in the middle of the backyard that’s full of leaves. And we’ll see what happens next.
The truth is, though, that I’m probably not. And it’s not that I don’t want to. Well, some of them I don’t want to but know I should. What can I say; I’m a sucker for a Big Mac. The thing is, as I’m sure we all know, the path of least resistance is easiest. It’s simpler to maintain the status quo. If it’s not broke, don’t fix it.
There are some of the behaviors on that list I would desperately like to change. I would love to spend more time playing with kids. And I don’t know why I don’t. I would love to just once stand up to my ex and tell him that he can’t just take Matt out of school early on Fridays because he wants to. And I don’t know why I don’t.
I’m not sure if I’m just not ready to. Or if I’m afraid. Or if it is just that I’m lazy and it’s easier to keep on keeping on.
I do know that I need to, though. I am going to wake up one morning and regret that I didn’t take better care of myself, physically, emotionally, financially. I am going to wake up one morning and regret that I didn’t spend more time on the floor building legos and coloring. I am going to wake up one morning and regret never having written anything I intended to.
The only way to fix it is to do it. Leaps and bounds. Baby steps. Whatever keeps me moving forward. So right now, I’m going to crawl in a box with my kids in the middle of the backyard that’s full of leaves. And we’ll see what happens next.