Normally I’m not a new year’s resolution kind of gal, but I’m feeling inspired right now.  Except inspired isn’t quite the right word.  Driven? Determined?  I dunno, but I’ve got a wild hair up my ass to make a resolution this year.

I spend a lot of my life wasting time.  Naptimes aren’t put to their best use and by the end of the day, I’m so beat and crabby that all I want to do is lay on the couch.  That means my bathrooms aren’t as clean as I want them to be.  Laundry spends days weeks sitting unfolded in the basket.  Projects that will make our home a nice place are left unfinished.  Hell — they aren’t even started.  And I never make time to take care of myself.  Massages?  Pedicures?  Yeah right.  I’m not even making time for the bare minimum, like workouts and haircuts.

I can do more.  I can be more.  It’s time to stop wasting my evenings watching TV shows I don’t actually care about.  It’s time to stop spending naptimes getting sucked into the internet.

I am resolving to be more productive.  To run errands when they need to be run, to actually follow through with those projects I find on Pinterest, to do a better job of keeping my home in order, to build a workout plan into my life.

I used to spend my days going to school in the morning and pulling double shifts at a bar the rest of the day.  And I’d still have the energy to hang out with my friends, finish my homework, see my family, and to things that were just for me.  I’m not so old yet that taking care of small humans should wear me down so much, because it’s nothing compared to 12 hours of bartending and waiting tables.

I can be more than what I am right now.  So that’s what I’m going to try to do.  No more stupid TV, no more boring magazine articles, no more useless internet surfing.  It’s time for me to be more — for me, and for my family.