New Year’s Resolutions!

New Year's ResolutionsI’m not really a fan of resolutions.  To me, they are usually just promises you make to yourself that you aren’t likely to keep so what’s the point?  But it seems like each year I’m compelled to make them, or at least contemplate them.  After all, there’s really only two ways to celebrate the occasion, right?  Resolutions or staying up till midnight, and there’s no way I’m missing that much sleep.  So, here’s my list of things I’m promising myself to work on:

  1. Lose Weight.  Yeah, yeah, I know, I’m really original and creative.  But for me, we aren’t talking about 10 extra pounds of grandma’s pumpkin roll, we’re talking about somewhere around 100 pounds, give or take (I’m still riding my Christmas high, thankyouverymuch, so I haven’t actually gotten near the scale)  I had lost 60 pounds last year, but when we closed my business and OFM went to Alaska, well, let’s just say I found that 60 pounds I lost and a few extra.  I think I might go check out the Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans and see what that’s all about.

  1. Budget.  We all know things in the oilfield world aren’t going as well as they could be with these falling oil prices.  I’ve been through enough economic ups and downs in more than one field to be perpetually paranoid about the bottom falling out.  I was actually doing pretty well before Christmas.  I was cooking more than eating out, wasn’t hiring a sitter once a week for “me” time, I thought I’d really buckled down.  But then, well, Christmas…..and there was this sale…..oops.

  1. Work on my anger.  Confession: I’m a screamer.  (get your head out of the gutter) I get frustrated too easily and snap and raise my voice at my boys.  I hate it.  It is definitely worse when OFM is off on a hitch and it breaks my heart.  Don’t get me wrong, occasionally the little “angels” are dangling from the ceiling fan, playing cops and robbers and shooting each other with noisy toy guns and honestly they can’t hear me if I don’t raise my voice, but I also have a short fuse and I need to work on that.  (Tips are appreciated!)
  2. House-train the damn dog.  I got a sweet little Rottweiler puppy for Christmas.  She pees a lot.

We’re working on this, but I’ve spend a small fortune in paper towels.   Oh, I might also need to make a concerted effort to potty train the toddler at the same time……..

Happy New Year to all my oilfield sisters.   I pray 2015 is a happy and healthy year for you all and your families!

About rheanna

Rheanna is a stay-at-home mom to two children. She is a lifetime resident of New Mexico and her Oilfield Man works on the North Slope of Alaska, averaging 4 weeks on and 2 off. In her previous life she was a bookkeeper and boiler technician for her father’s plumbing company. She enjoys hiking, horseback riding, motorsports and pretending not to kill her garden. Cooking is a favorite past time, but unfortunately a lifelong allergy to crafting supplies and a debilitating ineptitude with a glue gun prevent her from spending too much time on Pinterest.

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