My Crazy Life

It's been two days since Brandy left, and it's still tough. I think the hardest part is that I haven't heard from her so I have no idea how she's doing. Knowing Brandy like I do, I picture her kicking butt, doing a great job, and winning everyone over. But as her mom, I can't help but worry. Is she sick?? Her tonsils were bad when she went up there. How about her sunburn? Is she exhausted? Is she homesick? She told me she got one phone call, but so far we haven't heard from her. And I anticipate it's going to be awhile before she can get a letter in the mail.

Meanwhile, life moves on. I have so much going on right now (not that that's any deviation from the norm) but it's quite overwhelming, though I think in a positive way. There's nothing like trying to run two businesses, a full time job, full time school, and get things taken care of for our new house, get ready for Brooke's upcoming pageant, tend the dogs and Bangara's infection, keep the house clean, brush up on MS Project, oh yeah... and lose ten pounds and get back into shape! There are just not enough hours in the day.

I do have this small window of time in the morning that I love. I'm the only one awake, the dogs are still on their good behavior, and I'm able to make my plan of attack for the day in the silence of the morning. I mark all of my meetings on my calendar, list out all of my outstanding tasks (broken out of course by category), and get focused on trying to accomplish them all. I probably average getting done about 20% on my list - I want to increase that to 75 - 80% by next week! The problem is, I tend to add things to the list as the day progresses, so it just grows and grows uncontrollably.

My goal starting next week is to take the dogs for a walk in the morning - two at a time. Bangara and Baxter are only good for about 1/2 mile, so I'll bring them together and then come back and get Sampson and Sierra who should be able to do about a mile! Gets me my exercise and gets them the time and exercise they need. Wish me luck!