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Status Check

It's officially the end of the first week of the New Year and I'm feeling fairly smug. I have gotten 4 birthday cards (with gift cards enclosed) in the mail marked for on time arrival. In addition, I am up to date with my schedule of Bible reading and I didn't even do it all in one day ;) I have to keep a positive attitude about my lack of exercise this entire week, as I didn't make that as one of my resolutions. My do-it-all personality has various "unofficial" goals though, so I'll try to satisfy a few of those in the upcoming week.

For now though, my schedule is a bit uneventful other than the 13-week Financial Peace University class I'm coordinating beginning Jan 10. I'm thinking slow and steady is the key to keeping myself under-whelmed, but that certainly goes against the grain for this adrenaline junkie. We'll have to wait and see if I can deflect boredom while scaling back and focusing on the tasks at hand. (If you didn't guess, scaling back my commitment level is one of the 'unofficial' goals for the New Year). Baby Steps, people, baby steps.

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Unknown said…
How do you do it all?
Amydeanne said…
wtg on getting your cards out already! Sounds like you're starting off the new year with a great bang! :)
Anonymous said…
Haha...I'll say a prayer that you remain underwhelmed and adrenaline-challenged.

Seriously, hope 2007 is full of blessings for you and your family.
Anonymous said…
I feel lazy after I read your blogs. :) ~ Jenn Jones

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