I did not want to wake up today.
My body said, "Stay under the covers.. STAY PUT!"
But, my bank account and mortgage chimed in and said, "Excuse me? Get your ass moving!"
And, of course the BA and the MG beat out my body... and I lugged myself out of bed and got moving.
I feel like a zombie today.
Not like I am going to eat anyone's brains or anything. But I feel like I'm shuffling around aimlessly.
I am glad that my post yesterday was well received.
I haven't thought about my journey from beginning to end, in a long time.
I take blame for the mistakes I made, and can point out (now, at least) where exactly things went wrong, and I can also now see where the red flags were.
Everything in my past has lead me to this point. I can't regret any of it. Your scars, bumps, bruises, happy and sad times, make you who you are.
And, I think I'm pretty great. (I'm modest... I swear!)
There wasn't much work waiting for me when I got in today. Which is a relief since I missed Friday... Friday is usually my busiest day at work. It's all most like I am earning my weekend!
I have some filing to do, some correspondence... and then at 1120a my boss will be out of the office until tomorrow morning. Small Blessings.
So, expect another monday post.