Since having a child I have this really annoying habit of rhyming random things. "What’s the plan Stan?", "Later Gater", and my favorite "Let’s go, Joe." I remember getting into arguments with the Litte Guy about what his name was when he was still "The Toddler". He’d argue with me until he was blue in the face. It was quite hysterical and he sometimes still brings it up.
Becoming a Mom also required me to start planning more. From cooking dinners, to scheduling naps, family vacations, trips to the doctors, baby photos, play dates. I don’t know about your family but in my household "Mom" is a synonym for "House Manager." Everything tends to fall on my shoulders. At least that’s how it feels even though I think I may secretly take most things on because I want them done *cough* my way.
I’m getting better though. The husband has really helped in this department. He so laid back and very much a "go with the flow" kind of guy that it helps counterbalance my "go getter" "let’s do this RIGHT now" personality. Honestly, I think it’s one of the reasons our relationship works.
What’s this post about again?
Oh yea! Planning!
I’ve been wishy washy about working out since the weekend. Even canceling a date I had at the gym. Now I realize a few days off is fine and actually in some cases, good for me. However, I also know how easy good habits are sometimes broken. Three days turns into a week and a week into months and before you know it a year has gone by. You know it’s true! Geesh.. I have FINALLY framed my marathon photo and that was a year ago. Actually a year ago almost to the day and that picture has just been sitting on my shelf waiting patiently for me to put it in a frame.
Time flies. We know this. It’s really easy to forget about the things that are important day after day until something happens that reminds us. Think about it. Maybe you forget to floss (ok, ok, I’m totally guilty of this) then you go to the dentist and they are scraping away plaque for like an hour and you swear you are going to floss every night. Then you forget one night, which turns into a week, into months and then.. uh oh.. dentist time again. *scrape* *scrape* *scrape*
Or how about those of us with kids? One minute we’re pregnant and then wha?? I’m putting my 5 year old on the bus?!? You’ve got to be kidding?
Anyway, my point is time doesn’t wait for us. It’s just keeps ticking away while we got lost in the menusha of every day life. If we don’t stop to plan time in there for ourselves we can easily fill it doing "other" things. Some of which are just not that important. I know I’ve waisted many a morning simply becuase I put the TV on or got sucked into the twitter stream. All of a sudden.. an hour went by. Come on you KNOW it’s true.
When we plan and let others know of our plan it’s that much harder to just let that time dissapear. For me sometimes this is as simple as anouncing on twitter or facebook that I am going running tomorrow. It makes it real. It’s made me schedule it in my brain. It made me think about it. Plan it. I pull out (or put on) my running clothes to make it that much easier in the morning and then when I wake up there is no question what I’m about to do. It has been scheduled. I’m going for a run.
Maybe it’s just a stupid mind trick but who cares. If it works, it works. And planning works for me. How about you? What’s your plan, Stan? ;)