That lovely thing we call time.

Life has been extremely busy lately.

To the point where I want to pull my hair out.

I've always been known to bite off more than I can chew.

Some may call that overly confident, I'm starting to call it plain stupid.

I need to say no more often than I do, and be comfortable with it.

I'm getting better at it, but it's a process.

Last week I felt like I was being pulled in 5 million directions.

Family stuff, friend stuff, work stuff, boy stuff, church stuff, 

the house hadn't been cleaned, grocery shopping went out the door {so I was eating out galore}, 

piles of laundry, post-it notes, lack of sleep, exercise
You get the picture right?

I was exhausted, I finally hit my wall.

ENOUGH.

I took some time out to reflect and thought, 

am I actually enjoying living like this?

Nope.

Not to say that I'm not a generally happy person, because I am 

happy, but if I keep trying to be wonder-woman I won't be anymore.

So I have decided there needs to be a healthy balance by 

stating more what I can and can't do, making sure I'm 

doing what truly brings me joy daily, being true to me and not stressing the small stuff.

Easier said than done right.

But it's a new week with new goals, 

and new accomplishments & there is

great comfort and solace in that alone.

I always say, if I could buy more time, 

I'd be their #1 customer.

 Since buying more time will never be an option, 

I am sticking to my simplifying goals.

I'm feeling much better just typing this long post out.

Alright over & out.

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