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The trouble with a neglected blog is that when you do get around to that long-awaited post, it’s hard to know what to say. The weight of expectation sits heavy on my shoulders. In my head there is the pressure to deliver the kind of blog it’s worth waiting four months for. Or I could just get on and write something, just so you all know for sure we are still alive.

Ted enjoying messy play

Ted enjoying messy play

Given that I haven’t blogged yet in 2015, sharing my goals for the year is as good a place as any.

My new year’s resolution is ‘get organised’ (and yes, the irony of announcing this on 8th February is not lost on me. I did have it typed out in January but the time to upload it escaped me).

Rather than a list of specific ‘must-dos’, I figured that if I apply this mantra to my entire life, the goals that are floating about in my head will naturally fall into place and I can achieve great things. Or ordinary things. I just want to achieve something. One thing. Anything.

As a consummate procrastinator with a history of utter disorganisation, my existence is a constant battle between the tidy, ordered life I crave and the chaotic reality of unanswered emails, unreturned phone calls, piles of unfolded laundry and so on.

Prime example: it has just taken me THREE MONTHS (more if you think we did an assessment for it in August) to order Ted’s new special needs buggy*. Yes, I needed to check we had enough money in the fund and decide on the colour of the accessories. But still!

In my defence I think part of this procrastination was to do with acceptance. I know Ted is disabled. I know he is not like your average two-year-old. I know this isn’t going to go away. But maybe part of me wanted to hold on to the Maclaren just that bit longer because it’s so normal. It’s easy, it’s light, and people just treat Ted like any other kid when they see him in it. They probably think he has awful posture but at least it doesn’t scream special needs. Or take a weightlifter to put it in the boot of the car.

These are the things I hope organisation will bring my way:
A tidy house in which things have a home instead of living wherever they have landed
A decorated house (on first glance my house looks fine but trust me, there is SO much DIY to do)
All Ted’s paperwork filed away so I don’t have to look at it in the corner of my bedroom
A garden devoid of brambles with a thriving veggie patch
Time to exercise
A growing, popular useful blog – watch this space. Literally. (Please.)

Hope your year is already proving to be a good one and that you are steaming ahead with your goals and getting things done. And if not, the whole New Year thing is only an excuse anyway. You can do it any time.

*The company have now said we can’t have the combination of seat and base that we want. It’s such a boring and complicated issue but hopefully I can be a bit more organised and it will take less then three months to sort out this new hiccup.