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This is Just Craziness!

Friends, I am here! Really, I am. But this new schedule has just turned me into some type of scary superwoman. For this week at least. I have been getting up, getting the Short People out the door, exercising, organizing, laundering, errand going, working my 2 hours and school and going at it again once I get home. I don't know what's happened to me. I'm scaring myself. And my family. They tiptoe up to the garbage dumpster every day when they get home to inspect just who has been the victim of my early spring cleaning. Who knew that eliminating my transcription (which I spent much more time procrastinating than actually doing, by the way) would cause such an uproar in personality. I'm sure it will be short-lived as soon as the routine settles in, but I'm taking full advantage of the unnatural pep for the time being.

The only disadvantage to the habit upheaval has been that I've entirely eliminated blogging from my routine for the last week. I gotta get with the program, and I will. I just have to get back to procrastinating the regular stuff first.

Comments

I've had seasons like this. Congratulations! ;)
Mary Ellen said…
I'm sure you feel like a woman reborn without that hanging over your head all the time. Enjoy your new found freedom!
Anonymous said…
uh oh...are you turning into a morning person?!?! :)
Unknown said…
Change is a good thing and you are reaping the benefits. YEA!
Rochelle said…
Well we're glad you dropped in to let us know what's up! Nice I'm sure to not have transcription in the back of your mind all the time!
Unknown said…
Everyone has seasons, so just walk into your new season! it's your life, do what you have to do!

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