What happened to the last week?
It flew by me without me even knowing, I think. One day it was Monday, the next it was Friday or so it seemed.
I was running around like a chicken with its head chopped off. What a gruesome sight that is – and yes, I have seen it. Blech!
Everyday I wanted to get some writing and reading done, but it seemed as if my family and my animals conspired against me, not to mention my own body. I think I walked around in a fog for the majority of the week for some unknown reason. I couldn’t seem to think straight and it took me longer than normal just to do mundane tasts.
I plan to do better this week, but will be out of the house 5 out of 5 days – such fun, NOT. I’m a homebody and would rather be home reading, writing or just about anything than have to DO something everyday. As I wait in doctor’s and dentists offices, I plan to read, read, read.
Does your week look as busy as mine? How do you handle it?