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I'm a work in progress...

Like most people, I have taken to this whole ‘New Year’s Resolution’ fad. I made a resolution to be kinder to a person who is frequently irritating to me. This morning I kind of “lost it” for lack of better words and decided I will just create a few new Resolutions to try to be better at instead of trying to salvage the thin threads of which my old resolution hangs on.

* I will spend more time and try to interact better with my Cat. (I have been google-ing ways to make her nicer … no avail yet… but I’m still working on it).

* I will spend more time crate training my Puppy better so he’s not so stinkin petrified of going in the kennel.

*I will not take myself (or life) so seriously.

These are good goals … right?

I have means to a few of these but I haven’t really affixed to any ONE way to meet my goal.

You all know how friendly my cat is. She’s basically the Rottweiler of cats – can show a friendly side but would rip your face off in a heartbeat. I see a gleam of light in her that she can be nicer. She really has a thing for kitty pot (aka : Cat Nip) so maybe I will drug her into liking me. Either way, I’m sure the Dog gets more attention than she does on any given day and I know that her behavior started once I moved into Eric’s place (now our place) and I’m sure it’s an attention thing. I hope that soon she will drop her Rottweiler ways.

The puppy is just fine, the only thing is that you have to chase him to pick him up when he knows you’re about ready to walk out the door. He then cowers on the bed because he really doesn’t want to go into his kennel. I am trying to work on it but I’m telling you that it’s a legitimate and very big fear of his. I tried one evening by sitting right out front of the kennel and then putting him in and letting him out and treating him. He would run to my lap as fast as he could and try to become part of it. It doesn’t help that he’s a Shih Tzu and the breed is pretty famous for being clingy to their owners. It’s okay because he’s not in his kennel for more than an hour or two at a time. He’s pretty spoiled.

In light of Tim’s sermon at cRAVE last night I noticed that I do indeed take myself way too seriously. I know that it’s a fault and the only person to blame is myself, but I started by giving this blog a facelift. I have been trying to find the “perfect” blog background for everyone to read. I think that I’m the only one who really cares, so therefore I have quit changing colors for every season for I’m the one who notices that too! I will just have fun with it – because that’s what it’s meant to be… Fun!

Tim had 9 ways to take yourself less seriously and I wanted to share them with you all because I think there’s definitely some value in these and I think that I’m not the only one who can benefit from it.
*Play – take time out just to have fun!
*Humor – Use some laugh therapy, just sit alone or with a friend and start laughing, it lightens the heart!
*Art – music, painting, drawing, writing, scrapbooking, photography, dancing… anything can be art find what works for you.
*Sabbath – Take time to rest, to not have something to do every single minute.
*Prayer – take time to pray, and let your walls down and just talk to GOD.
*Reading the Bible – See what it can say to you.
*Silence – some people are so afraid to sit alone in silence. I was at work this morning and thought of this and didn’t turn on my radio, it took some real will power to keep it off.
*Relationships – take time for you but also, take time to build relationships with family, friends and loved ones.

Again, I just think there’s so much value in what he had to say last night that I wanted to pass it along to you.


I hope that this post finds you very happy and not taking yourself so seriously. Maybe I will try to revive my New Year’s Resolution in being nice to my irritant. I maybe should try not to take him/her so seriously. Either way, I’m a work in progress…

Happy Wednesday! ♥abby

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