Well, 2015 is upon us, and in case you were wondering, I have finally decided what my New Years resolution will be.
World peace. I mean every Miss America contestant says that if she wins she will work towards world peace, right? So it should be good enough for me.
And I have a secret weapon. I can send my teenagers over to convince everyone to get along. I mean they are all strong-willed negotiators, so I think they might have a shot.
But that means getting passports, so forget that.
I could resolve to lose 30 pounds. I could stop eating three meals a day, maybe just go to two. Maybe I could eat carrots for breakfast, celery for lunch and skip dinner all together.
Then again, I might get really hungry, go completely crazy and eat a whole box of Oreos at three in the morning.
Ok. Not a good plan.
What if I resolve to just exercise more? I could get up at five and walk three miles. Maybe even do 50 sit ups every night before bed.
Oh, wait. Getting up at five completely conflicts with my not being a morning person.
Attempting to get up that early might cause me to hurl my alarm clock across the room, putting a three-inch dent in the plaster.
Scratch that one, too.
Okay. Heres a great idea. What if I resolve to be a better mom? I can be more patient with my kids, not lose my temper and not yell like a banshee when they fight over who gets the last piece of cinnamon raisin toast as the school bus is pulling up to the curb.
Then again, screaming like a banshee actually reduces my stress level sometimes.
Just forget it.
Why do I even bother with New Years resolutions? Even when I have the best of intentions, I know I will never keep them past February.
And I am just a mom. I cant do anything that big. World peace. I mean, who am I kidding? I cant even keep peace in my own home among my four kids.
And losing weight? Thats been my goal since I was 15. Hows it goin? Dont ask.
As for exercising Well, I am trying. I do get up at five in the morning a few mornings a week to meet the elliptical, but it is challenging at best.
I still eat way too many cookies, bagels and drink far too much Cold Stone creamer in my coffee.
As for being a better mom, that has been my goal since 1995 when my name officially changed from Trish to Mom. And I am working on that, daily. I dont need a holiday to remind me to try harder in that arena.
So where does that leave me?
I guess I will begin another year as a work in progress. A wife and mom who does not have it all together and who is tired of faking it.
But what I do have is more precious than gold; five people who love me anyway.
So I will begin 2015 with more blessings than I could ever deserve, and I resolve to spend the entire year appreciating what I have and not whining about what I dont have.
How about you?
Happy New Year.
