Self Discipline

I have a list of things I must start doing on a consistent daily basis.

1. workout - I want to get in shape, have more energy, lose my belly and look good in all outfits I want to wear again. But one week of doing this does nothing at all. I must do it every single day.

2. Training - I need to work on training my dog...every day...for him to become a well behaved dog.

3. Clean - I must clean my house every day in order for it to remain clean.

4. Quiet time - I must keep in touch with God.

5. Writing - If I am ever to become a good writer I must practice by doing it every day.

Saved by the....naptime???

So I walk into our bathroom to get my son, who, after having eaten 2 cookies at church today has spent the past 30 minutes running around the house giggling trying to escape the mommy with her naptime blankie. Having just seen him running by me with our nail clippers in hand and giggling I race after him to our bathroom. I hear a little voice go "uh oh." No more giggling. I look from him to our bathroom sink, full of dirty water due to plumbing issues, where I know he just dropped those clippers down the drain. He looks at me. He grabs his blankie from my hands and runs to his crib saying "night night." So, not wanting to argue, I place him in bed, the place he's been running from and he immediately just rolls over, puts his blankie around him and says night night. No more sounds. Dead silence even though I clearly see his eyes wide open still. Laughing to myself, I head out to the living room to do some reading. Well, we may have to get new clippers but at least naptime was quick and easy today. And Mr. I know I'm in trouble now gets to use it to his advantage to avoid getting in trouble as well. Clever boy. ;-)

A View of What I'm Reading

I think I am going to officially make Sunday evenings after Justace goes to bed reading nights. Not that I can't read any other time of course but I get so busy between cleaning and chores or just watching TV shows and stuff I don't get to just enjoy books as much as I'd like. Right now I'm reading this book, about a girl who gets to relive her life during WWII and the London Bombings over and over. Each time she dies she gets to do it all over again, but this time with a gut feeling about things since she's already lived it once so the next time she can make sure to avoid those same mistakes. It gets me thinking what would I do differently or how might my and others' lives be different if I could go back and fix mistakes or prevent bad things from happening?