Oops - Could this be Day 1 of 31?

So I lied.  A lot.  Or I broke a resolution already.  Which, wouldn't be new or novel or lonely.  Or the first time.  If I'm honest, I know it won't be the last. 

I did intend to blog every day.  I even was going to take a picture every day - A picture of him.  Or me.  Or our life.  Maybe just something interesting.

But, once I said I was going to do it, then I didn't want to.

Why is that?  Why is verbalizing my intention to do something often (almost always) the downfall?   Why?

So, here I am going to verbalize an intention again.  Or a few intentions, as it were. 

There will be a 31 day spell this year that I blog.  There will.  It may start today and go on.  Or I may be scrambling to do it from December 1-31 (a far more likely scenario).

I will run this year.  I will.  I am working on finding a way to carve out some time for me to be healthier and happier (I'll be f-ing blast then if I get even happier) and I WILL run.  So there.  Even if I'm scrambling to do that in December.  I once said before I'm 41.  Now I ammend - The year I turn 41.  I will find the time.

I will clean my mudroom.  At some point.  I will.  Then I won't have to forbid the world from seeing it.

I will give up the dream of mastering Saran Wrap.  We must know our limitations and I  know mine.

So there.  My intentions.  Verbalized. 

I'm doomed.

But, I do have lots of blogging ideas stirring around my head.  My little man has given me some material.  And my job gives me endless material. 

My job.  It's also what's kept me from blogging and I'll get to that soon.  It's a constant struggle for peace and good feelings as a teacher right now.  I am hoping I've found it. 

More soon.