big plans

Good intentions. I have them. I swear I do. But they don't mean anything unless I follow through on them. So that idea I had to start a good behavior chart for the boys? Didn't happen. And the family reading time after dinner? That went the way of starting to have the boys do some chores, setting aside "school time", and teaching Jem to read.
I want to make some Christmas crafts with the kids. I'd like to do a better job of reading to them at bedtime on a consistent basis. I was planning to start cutting back on the amount of sugar we eat as a family. I also am still intending to workout more, finish covering the switch plates, and sew a stocking for Caia.

But nap time rolls around and the gravitational pull from the couch is just too much to resist. So I sit down, just for a minute, and the minute turns into an hour. Suddenly all thoughts of creating the chore chart have fled completely as I do my best to clean up the house in the 15 minutes before Sam walks through the door.
My new plan is to take it one step at a time. Maybe instead of cutting out sugar, I'll just eat one less cookie. Maybe instead of creating an entire chore chart, I'll just ask the boys to put their shoes away. Maybe instead of working out tomorrow, I'll park further away from the grocery store entrance. And if you stop by and see me lounging on my couch eating cookies and reading a book, just know that I have really good intentions of accomplishing all sorts of wonderful things. Really, it would blow your mind if you knew how many things I have planned.

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