All across Facebook and blogland I'm reading about peoples' New Year resolutions and feeling less than ambitious. B Daddy and I took a walk over the weekend and joked that our only goal was to survive 2012. Which in all truth is not a joke. If we ran into each other in December of 2012 and I had a baby on one hip, a husband holding my hand and two toddlers running circles around around us I would be well-pleased with the year in review.
But there are a few things that I am going to put on a To-Do in 2012 list that I thought I'd share (for the accountability and because I like lists). In no particular order they are:
1. Finish the slipcover
2. Maneuver two children into one bedroom. Not sure which two, not sure which bedroom.
3. Knock out the rest of my 30 Before 30 List
4. Have the new living room chair re-upholstered
5. Not get pregnant
Ambitious I know. You're intimidated by my boldness, my discipline, my goal-setting capabilities. Astounded that I will attempt to complete all of the above in a mere 364 days. Let's just say that makes two of us.
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