Does this pass for my obligatory resolutions/2010 list post?

I would like to know why I feel just as crazy busy THIS week, my designated RECOVERY WEEK, as I have during the last couple of weeks, aka The Madness.  HMM? Why is that?

It's my own fault, of course. No one is MAKING me obsess about Hawaii travel plans and parties in February and selling the house and blogger get togethers that aren't happening until THE FALL. Seriously. I am fantastic at being PHYSICALLY inert - just put on an episode of Greek and tell me there are Skinny Cow ice cream sandwiches in the freezer - but my inability to be MENTALLY inert, even when I PLAN to be, is a sickness. Obvs I need tropical beach vacation, stat.

I sat here for, I don't know, HOURS last night, with my internet ADD, flicking back and forth between writing a new post and researching plane tickets and hotels and code for rounded corners and trolling Redfin until I finally shut the laptop and ordered up a medicinal episode of The Office. Which I don't even like that much anymore, but feel obligated to follow.

There are other, smaller things I allow myself to dwell on when I'm attempting a self-imposed Let's All Take A Deep Breath brain pause. It's perfectly acceptable to think for a few minutes on the fact that Molly is waking up a full two hours earlier than her brother, and why this might be, and how much my life might improve if we were able to do anything about it. [Insert a Dubious Cackle.] Totally fine to wonder what I should make for dinner on New Year's Eve. Definitely okay to tackle the tasks that are right in front of me as opposed to six months out - like the mountains of clothes in need of folding, the no-place-for-the-Play-Doh situation, what to do with my leftover Christmas cards.

Or what about Jack and the potty? (Doesn't that sound like a very strange nursery rhyme?) I think that if we stayed home for a straight week and I remembered to remind him about the potty every fifteen minutes, he would be trained. The end. Maybe we should do that? I knew it was silly to get all hard core about potty training mere days before The Madness, but now it's starting to get annoying. He can USE the potty, he just needs to THINK about it. He also needs to stop asking for a Potty Treat for the merest dribble. (Again: MY FAULT. Noted!) 

Or, and this is more fun, I can think about what Wii Fit game to rent to play with my just-borrowed Wii balance board thingie. They gave me the Wii Fit game too, but I hear that one is kind of a drag, with all the constant switching between exercises. Do you have one? Which "game" do you use?

I feel so ANTSY. Like: please hurry up New Year so I can get going already!

The one thing I'm content to let lie? The "Novel". I'm morbidly and cautiously curious to see what's inside, but I'm not sure I want to think about THAT, EVER.

Comments

[HereWeGoAJen]

When I taught daycare, we gave out treats for number two on the potty but not number one. We just didn't have the energy to keep up with treats for everything on the potty with seventeen kids in the class. Anyway, that worked really well.

I've been all about the long term projects lately too. And why did I pick last night to go through the DVD cases that have sat in the same box for the last four years? Why, because I am tired and have lots of more urgent things to do!

[Ashley]

I don't really recommend the Wii Fit- but I do enjoy a good game of the hula hoops!

[Ashley]

Oh, potty training. My girl was born within days of Jack and has just gotten the hang of it. I now have to join the ranks of all those annoying people who say, "He'll go when he's ready!" because, as it turns out? It's kinda TRUE. Two attempts at potty training got us nowhere, but the third time was the charm because SHE initiated it.

As far as parenting advice goes, it's right up there with "Sleep when the baby sleeps!" But there it is. :o)