I'm thinking maybe, just maybe, spring is here. I slept with my window open last night and it was the almost the best sleep I've had in a long time. I say almost only because if this inspection wasn't going to kill me first and keep my brain firing on all cylinders all the freakin' time, it would have been.
I'm really tired of tossing and turning and waking up in the middle of the night with a list of things I still need to accomplish. I'm so tired of that. I'm so tired of going to work with that list in my head only to find about 20 other tiny projects on my desk as well. So I do the tiny projects to get those off the desk but while I do those another 20 land their too, thus burying the bigger list that is still in my head which will wake me up again that night.
I'm just so tired of it. Crossing my fingers since this is the day for me - Happy St. Patrick's Day! - that with my red hair, my should-be-Irish background, and the Guinness waiting for me at home, I will accomplish a LOT.
Here's hoping!
2 comments:
It snowed in the Hills today. Not spring yet. Boo.
Karen
I know, and it's supposed to get cold again next week. I shut off my heat to save energy, now I'm wondering if that was a bad move. crap.
Miss you already. Let me know when you hear from Brookings.
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