What??? I'm getting 'nuttin' for Christmas? That's not right!
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Christmas is just around the corner, and my visit with Santa yesterday didn't go well at all. He indicated that I may be looking at a lump of coal in my Christmas Stocking instead of the 'visions of sugar plums' and other delightful gifts I have had dancing in my head - all because of my procrastination this past year. And I think Santa may have a good point there! I also think my 'visit' with Santa may have been rigged, because he seemed to know an awful lot about me!!!
Among other things, I've procrastinated getting serious about taking good care of myself. Because of my procrastination, I now only have 5 weeks until my birthday - so instead of losing 1 pound per week to meet the mini-goal I've set for myself, I'm staring about 2 pounds per week in the face! I wonder why I did this to myself???
I've also procrastinated on my reading this year. To understand why this is a bad habit for me, one would have to understand how reading is one way that I can take good care of myself. I love the movie Dr. Zhivago - and have watched it numerous times. I've also read bits and pieces of the book several times, but because it is so difficult to keep all of the Russian names and nicknames straight, as well as the revolutionary climate of the time when the book takes place, I usually give up on the book and watch the movie again. HOWEVER, and this is a big however for me, I'm attempting to read the book again and loving it!! Years ago, at my husband's funeral, the church organist played "Lara's Song" ('Somewhere my Love) as we were following the casket out of the church to drive to the cemetery - and of course, that is the very haunting theme music for the Zhivago movie. Reading this book now I continue to hear that music in my head, and it is evoking many, many memories of times past for me - and I'm sort of caught-up in the mystery of the complexity that life hands out to each of us and how our lives are so intertwined with the lives of others - family, friend, foe, strangers. Just as the lives of the people in Zhivago's time were complex and intertwined. When I read this book, I'm transported ('Beam me up, Scotty') to another time and place and the cares of my world are suspended and even forgotten.
Now if I could just get caught up in the mystery of the complexity of losing weight. Perhaps I should be re-reading some low-carb diet book instead of Zhivago?? Aw ... I fear that just wouldn't be quite the same. So I'll stick with Zhivago and hope the weight takes care of itself. It makes for nice reading as I sit by the 'delightful fire', and I'm not really convinced that a low-carb diet book would do the same thing for me????
But really, Santa - a lump of coal? How about if I promise to be a good girl and take really good care of myself from now on? How about if I promise to not only be good to myself, but good to others; to take care of my own needs while offering a helping hand and heart to others? to quit gritching and complaining and start to celebrate the goodness of life and people? What else can I promise?
But Santa, I'll understand perfectly if it is a lump of coal that I've earned this past year, however, could you please make it a big lump so I can use it in the fireplace.? And I'll start now to work on a 'better' next year!