I have this problem after I have a baby of making bigger goals than I can chew. After Eliza was born, I was like, "I'M GOING TO MAKE DINNER EVERY NIGHT!" literally, like the day we got home from the hospital. That was not a terrible goal and once I mellowed out a little, I was a lot better about making dinner.
With Calvin, my overreaching goal has been "I'M GOING TO RE-LANDSCAPE THE ENTIRE YARD MYSELF!" This is obviously not a totally smart or reachable goal immediately after having a baby, but I started anyway. The goal is more grass, less maintenance. So I started chopping up and digging out some gross Oregon Grape bushes and so far it's going pretty well, I hope to have the front yard under control before snow falls. If only I could get consistent infant nap times established and a bottomless garbage can, I could knock this project out in a week. But we wouldn't want it to be too easy, would we?
With Calvin, my overreaching goal has been "I'M GOING TO RE-LANDSCAPE THE ENTIRE YARD MYSELF!" This is obviously not a totally smart or reachable goal immediately after having a baby, but I started anyway. The goal is more grass, less maintenance. So I started chopping up and digging out some gross Oregon Grape bushes and so far it's going pretty well, I hope to have the front yard under control before snow falls. If only I could get consistent infant nap times established and a bottomless garbage can, I could knock this project out in a week. But we wouldn't want it to be too easy, would we?
So anyway, that's kind of what I'm up to. Operation Yard Domination.
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I am impressed. Seriously impressed. I don't think I would be able to do that even without having kids.
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