Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Day 2: Well On My Way!

Look! Jason's room is painted! Hooray! Of course, there is still more to do. Sigh. But it's all just little details. We've gotta move the furniture back into place, and we're gonna paint some stars up on the ceiling with glow-in-the-dark paint, we're gonna put up some picture frames, that kind of thing. But the hard part is done! I'm so grateful for visiting family members who are willing to work rather than be entertained! Love you Doug, Nick, and Tracy!

Monday, March 8, 2010

Day 1: Guess Which One I Am?

In the race to get Jason's bedroom painted, I'm definitely the tortoise... off to a slow start. Granted, it was a busy day. Lots of errands to run, a house to clean, a playdate to supervise, and company coming to stay for a few days (thus the need for a clean house). I did, however, amid all my running around, manage to at least purchase the remaining paint necessary to complete the job. And now that my brother, sister, and cousin are here visiting, I have minions to coerce into helping me!

Week 6: Finish Something

Last week's focus of keeping promises made it unrelentingly obvious how I have a tendency to start lots of things and never get around to finishing them. It's really something I've struggled with throughout my life, but I believe it's gotten worse with age. See, I'm generally a people-pleaser. I never say no, and so tend to over-commit, and then go crazy when I'm pressed for time to fulfill the obligations I've made. It's a vicious cycle, I know, and I never seem to learn. So this week, I've decided that I'm going to finish something. Just one thing. And if that gets done early in the week, HOORAY! And I'll start on finishing something else. But I'm really not planning on getting that far. I just have to get ONE STINKING THING DONE! For me, the obvious choice is Jason's bedroom. I've started painting it, so the constant reminder is literally on the wall for all to see. Plus, Jason has been asking since Day 1 when I was going to finish painting his room. And who wants to disappoint a 6-year-old boy with glistening eyes? Definitely not me.