Monday Listicles - Basically, I Resolve to Remain Lazy and Annoying

With all of the resolutions people are making for the new year, I find it hilarious that our Monday Listicles topic is 10 Things I Have No Intention of Changing.   I'm in!

I will not be changing:

1. my habit of wearing my pajamas and only my pajamas every moment that I am at home.   Don't worry, that's where it will end.  I fully intend to wear clothes every time I leave the house.

2. my inclination to ignore the laundry couch.  I will do laundry all the live-long day.  And then dump the clean clothes onto the couch, where they will stay until I (or more likely the kids are forced to) fold and distribute them to their rightful owners.  It works for me, and thus I will not fold each load as it comes out of the dryer.

3.  my expectations I have for the kids to perfectly clean their rooms, make their beds and put away every single thing they touch throughout the day.  And I fully expect that they have no intention of doing such things.

4.  my perfect eyesight.  People keep telling me that their vision was fine until they hit their 40s.  I will not be buying 20 pairs of eighty-cent, colorful-to-make-them-look-cool reading glasses to leave all over the house, in my purse, in my pocket, and on top of my head. 

5.  my teeth count.  Completely random, but I have no intention of getting any teeth pulled.  I won't even say things that allude to it, like "I'd rather have a tooth pulled than ..."

6.  the love for my kitchen and mud room.  Come on, it's been at least a week since I've mentioned it.  And I just ordered the counter stools yesterday, so we're almost done.  I've lost one follower, probably because of my kitchen gushing, but I'm going to risk the loss of more and have one more kitchen post as soon as the stools get here.  (And if you make one joke like Hubby has been doing non-stop for the last 2 days, asking if I ordered a "stool sample" and other such nonsense, I cannot be your friend anymore.  One immature adult is all I can handle at the moment.)

7.  my apparently loud laugh.  I always knew I was an all-in laugher.  I like to laugh, and I do so heartily.  However, I didn't know how loud it was until the kids let me know that while they don't hear the horrible yelling many of the parents do on the sidelines, they can always hear my laughter.  Basically, they were accusing me of never watching the game, but instead talking and laughing with other parents, as they could hear me from the far side of the (very large) soccer field.  I told them the reason they can hear me is they love me so much and are in tune with my moods so fully, that they can hear me even when I whisper.  They didn't buy it, but I don't care.  I'm going to laugh my full head off, even louder than before, just to show them how bad it could be for them.

8.  my exercise regimen.  I don't have one, and I don't foresee that changing anytime soon.

9.  my hugging and kissing of the children.  When they are little like Cuckoo and Turken, the hugging and the cuddling and the kissing are normally welcomed by the children.  As they get older, they find the hugging and kissing to be less good and more torture.  Unfortunately for the teens, it is so much fun to love on them for the embarrassment factor alone.  Buttercup tried to avoid the "peace" kiss at mass yesterday.  This morning, I showed her what would happen the next time she tried to do that.  I don't foresee it being a problem again.   Some may say it is cruel to force public lovin' on a teen.  I say it is payback for every single public tantrum, fight, and other embarrassing misbehavior they pulled in their past lives as toddlers. 

10.  my rule on Buttercup never baking by herself again.  I was so proud of myself, letting her bake some cookies in my spotless new kitchen (oops, I mentioned it again.  Sorry.) knowing full well that she is, bar none, the messiest baker this side of the sun.  I didn't even hover over her, giving her tips on how to keep things tidy.  When she finished, and I entered the kitchen, I didn't even lose my composure when I found cookie batter splattered on the floor, cupboards, stove top, and the top of the stove VENT.  I even gave here another chance yesterday when a friend was over.  This morning I found a whole bunch of cookie batter crumbs INSIDE the drawer of spatulas and such.  So she is done.  Forever.

What, pray tell, are you resolving to remain unchanged in 2013?

Have a lovely day!