Lots of little things here. As a family, we're giving up the television (as soon as the Olympics are over), and we're giving up desserts and sweet snacks. The grown-ups here (all two of us) are following the traditional fast, eating only enough at two meals to equal the main meal and meat only once a day, except, of course, for Fridays, which are always meatless.
I'm giving up coffee (Saints preserve me!) and am committing to fifteen minutes of exercise every morning sometime before 10 am (because I really hate to exercise...). Also, I'm trying to get in more spiritual reading (should be easy once the Olympics are over, I'm thinking.) and I'm trying (trying, trying, trying) to practice the habit -- the beautiful, charitable, lilting virtue -- of a kindly-modulated voice.
I yell too much, folks.
I admit it. And I hope this doesn't come as a shock or disappointment to anyone who doesn't know the real Lisa-at-home-warts-and-all, but I'm afraid I'm more a loud mama than a dulcet-toned one. =sigh=
Hi. My name is Lisa and I'm a yeller.
It's a habit. A bad one. And it's a hard one to break after twenty years now of raising my voice to: 1) be heard over the din, 2) break into the apparently sound-proof worlds of toddlers and teenagers, 3) make good and sure everyone knows when I'm
frustrated irritated angry mad.
But, I'm giving it up for Lent. Seems like a goodly goal, doesn't it. But we're -- what? two days into Lent now? And I've only hollared at the children, um, let's see...
two three five or six times? =sighing again=
It's gonna take some time, I think. I'm only just at the "catching-myself-after-the-fact" stage right now. But I'm working on it.
Thing is I really handicapped myself, giving up coffee, too. It's going to be a challenge this Lent. But I'm not giving up. It'll be worth it in the long run. One step at a time. One bitten tongue at a time.
Prayers needed here.
What are you doing for Lent?