“The hills are alive…!!” ~ Julie Andrews, in Sound of Music
(Photo credit: Bill Pugliano/Getty Images)
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This past year was, well, pretty crazy. Parts of it are better just forgotten or shared with my therapist.
The person in that picture should be me. Alas, I spent most of 2013 managing the remodel at the house, bumping around in a small apartment, or back and forth several times a day between them. In order to make the most of it, I gave complete strangers permission to pick the fruits of my garden while we were absent. I hardly dug at all. Rats.
Fifteen-foot tall tomato plants? With 2-foot tap roots? I had four of those. But I only managed to devour a few of those juicy beauties. The rest went to hungry contractors or neighbors — whoever got there first. The eggplant was equally astounding and produced right up to the first cold snap.
Revisiting the Not-Resolution List of 2013, I didn’t do so badly. Let me recap.
10. Not bitch about my kitchen.
BUST. I should have been more specific to the old kitchen in the house. I wound up doing more than my fair share of bitching about the apartment kitchen for the 5 months we were there, as the dishwasher never worked right, we had problems with the washer and dryer, and it was just…smaller. There were plenty of choice words for the new kitchen as well as it was coming together — or at least the contractors who were building it. However it is I got there, I sure like the end result.
9. Not volunteer more at school.
CHECK. I was virtually absent during the Membership Drive in November, as I was also juggling contractors and home school surprises. It showed. I got exactly 3 new members for the school’s PTA, blowing my goal 50. I know, I know, pretty pathetic. I made up for it by over-extending myself back in May to both take photos and compile more than 1000 collective photos for a DVD project gift for 125 exiting 5th graders. Dumb. I guess that makes it a wash.
8. Not get a dog.
CHECK. Another Seymour never came along, but we did manage to rehabilitate a couple of birds and at the same time kill a few carnivorous plants. My kind of pets.
7. Not labor tirelessly in my yard.
CHECK. I would have had to be there to bust that one. I didn’t flip the compost pile until just last week, even filled in the wicking garden hole with some cardboard and shrub clippings (lasagna method). I’ll plant in it in spring. Meh. I hardly broke a sweat. But I sure got me some tasty veggies for all that non-work.
6. Not give a damn about how many spring peaches the woodpeckers and squirrels eat.
CHECK. Do you know what more than a year of drought followed up with torrential rains after fruit set? Fruit drop. I got exactly 20 sweet peaches, and I was forced to just eat portions of them all because they were pretty beat up (by squirrels and woodpeckers). So there.
5. Not obsess over the turf grass in my front yard.
CHECK. We got hit by chinch bugs, but only in one spot. I threw my neighbor’s grass clippings and some shredded leaves on the bare patches, and voila. All fixed. Turf grass will take it over again by spring.
4. Not put trash to the curb for the landfill.
CHECK. The most awesome thing happened in early January: curbside recycle trash pickup. Not only that, it’s single source recycling, exactly what I’d been begging for for 7 years. Downside is our trash bill increased by $50 per year. Baby steps.
3. Not do every little thing for my kids when they ask it.
Man, can I be a bossy bitch. CHECK.
2. Not go back and finish college.
CHECK. I did start up a home school, but I don’t think that counts.
1. Not Facebook, Twitter, or Pintrest.
sigh I missed the whole twerking thing. It was difficult and I feel less of a person not getting to share it with my friends in PTA or on social media. Still not gonna do it. CHECK.
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Whew. That was exhausting. I should have made my list shorter.
That new kitchen? Like a little bonus slice of fabulous life every day. I will not squander it.
So no list. No wishing. No promises.
Just lots and lots of getting dirty in 2014. Cheers. It’s nice to be home. clink