Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Maybe I've been anal probed and it's an alien controlling my thoughts...that would explain a lot.
This morning as I was finishing up my to do list, I suddenly realized I just kept adding stuff and was nearing 20 tasks. Not because I felt like I should get that many things done on top of my daily routine, but that I wanted to get that many things done. And not just that, I felt like I could get it all done. I'm not about to doubt that I can. Even if I don't, oh well what I get done is awesome enough.
I've gotten better at this. At accepting what I manage to do and not kicking my butt over what I didn't do.
Again, I swear it's this house!
Or that anal probe...