I think I need a Tiger Mom in my life.
(For those who are unfamiliar, that’s a reference to Amy Chua, author of the much-discussed-in-parenting-circles “Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother” book. In it, she describes her Chinese-style parenting which is demanding and harsh to us Westerners. Crazy high expectations, punishments for mediocrity, etc. I haven’t read it, but I’ve read a lot about it.)
The reason I need a Tiger Mother is because I’m slacking. As a mother, a homeschooler, a housekeeper, a wife – lately, I’ve been slacking. I slack. And I hate that I’m slacking. I have many excuses, such as having been sick, and having work, and feeling like I’m in limbo because I know we’ll be moving soon, blah blah blah. The fact of the matter is, for whatever reason, I’m slacking. I need somebody to whip me into shape.
Unfortunately, that somebody has to be me.
And since I’m in slacking mode, it’s not likely to happen.
But that’s going to change, gosh darn it all. That’s going to change right now. I know I’m capable of doing better. I expect myself to do better. I know I can get this place running like a well-oiled machine if I really give it my all. I know that no one else is going to make it happen. Where there’s a will, there’s a way, right?
I’ve found the will. Now to find the way.
What do you do when you feel yourself letting things slip? Or am I the only slacker out here?