The skinny is back people. Sorry, if this offends your sensibilities but it was my resolution and I refuse to leave it for dead.
It is looking rather peaked, though. We will resuscitate, fear not.
September has a new goal. It is terrifying. It defies all that I am both inside and out. It will test me to my very limits. It will determine whether I can be a productive member of society or if I am to become the woman who never again puts a bra on. Or makeup. Or real life clothes. It will make me or break me during this new, exciting and momentous time in my life.
Catherine manage all of this new free time she has inherited from having all the kids go to school full time???
What was that? You call bull-crap?
How dare you!
This is the plan. Make a schedule that involves all of the things I deem important in my life like: prayers, scripture reading, exercise, showering, cleaning, reading, tv watching, movie going, lunch eating, blog writing/reading, twittering, facebooking, etc........ and make them fit in a daily, consistent, non smashed together, time managed routine. I wrote it down. It involves waking at 7 which I believed was manageable. I was going to start on September 1.
On September 1 my alarm went off and I rolled over. I blamed it on a bad night but we are all perfectly aware that it is my inability to follow any self imposed rules that is to blame.
So Tuesday, when Cicely starts early morning seminary (6:45 start time, ahem!) I will be forced to get up even earlier than 7, which is not self imposed so I will do it, and begin this new month of managing my oh so precious and valuable time.
Every weekend, as per usual, I will check in and relive my success, which might be code for dismal failure, with all of you. I will also include my exercise. It will be awesome. You will not want to miss it.
I swear it.