2 hours won’t kill me…

There are times that I wake up so busy that if I don’t hit the ground running it seems as though nothing will get done.  Then, there are the times that I can’t possibly hope to get everything done no matter how hard I try.  No matter how fast I run.  No matter how much I multitask.

November is traditionally one of those times.

I know there is so much to do.  So much that needs to get done.  So much piled on my shoulders that no matter how fast I move something is going to fall.  This morning is one of those times.  I’ve chosen not to let my sanity, my center, my sense of peace be the thing that falls.

So even though I know there are so many things I could (and should) be doing right now, I’m taking a breath.  Eating some breakfast.  Drinking some tea.  Trying so hard to ignore the alarm system talking to me every 30 seconds to tell me it’s “Okay” and enjoying the warm weight on my lap from my black kitty cat that only seems content when I’m still.

Deep breath in…  a sip of tea.

Off and running now.

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