"Mommy, what are you going to be for Halloween?" my middle son inquires sweetly from inside his penguin cosutme.
How about 30lbs. lighter, a woman with willpower, independently weathy, Angelina Jolie???
He looks at me expectantly, waiting for my answer. "I think I'll be a cat." I finally say.
Satisfied with this answer, he scampers off to galavant with Minnie Mouse and her Zombie friend. I am left to wonder, "What AM I going to be this year???"
I want to be more organized, thinner and a distance runner. I want to be a more effective teacher and keep all of my grades updated on a weekly basis. I want to be a more present parent and a more supportive spouse. I want to spend money responsibly, eat more healthfully and finally kick my Diet Pepsi habit.
The list is long and I can get overwhelmed just thinking about it. Where do you even begin?
In my head I hear my mother in her cheerful and matter-of-fact way, "How do you eat an elephant?"
"One bite at a time."
And that, is easier said than done.