This year, I decided to go simple with my New Year's Resolutions. No insane, unattainable goals (run a marathon in June! lose 50 pounds!), but simple things, like start counting calories again, exercise more, drink more water, cut down to only one pot of coffee a day. I also resolved to be more patient with my husband and son, and to try to not stress about little things so much.
I almost broke all of my resolutions January 1st.
The first issue was that the first day of the new year fell on Sunday. Which meant that, instead of sleeping in and having a lazy day off from work, I had to get my butt in gear to get to church. And I had to do all this without my typical morning pot of extra-strong black coffee.
When I got to church, it became obvious that my resolutions about patience and not stressing so much were going to be tested. We were low on volunteers for children's church (because, duh, New Year's), so we were going to have to combine all three classes: nursery, preschool, and elementary.
The end result was myself and three other volunteers being responsible for 21 kids.