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March, March, March!
It feels like the more I do, the farther I fall behind. Be that as it may, things need doing and now’s as good a time as any…
Busy, Busy, Shockingly Busy!
There cannot be a crisis next week. My schedule is already full. ~Henry Kissinger
As things begin to warm up outside, they’re beginning to heat up here in my virtual workspace. We’ve got a big hill to climb, so it’s only appropriate we’re kicking it off after hump day.
On the home front, Kelly is repainting the kitchen. I didn’t honestly want her to. To be fair, the woodgrain finish has seen better days but she’s having some issues with the paint. These DIY projects are fairly hair-raising and, to be perfectly honest, I don’t have a lot of hair to raise.
Rose is as snuggly-cute as ever but she’s overdue for a trim. She’s a shaggy little Pocket 🐺 Wolf with a giant attitude as it pertains to pedestrians, delivery folk and other passers-by. She’s a cuddly little ball of fluff until her enormous ears pick up an interloper. From zero to a hundred in a split second, she’s in the window sill giving them holy hell. ❤️ Utterly adorable. ❤️ Until she’s been barking ferociously for five continuous minutes that is…
Busy, Busy
Up & Down
The Grand Old Duke of York Lyrics | Nursery Rhymes | Children Love to Sing
This seemed like a great song for a busy Wednesday. I don’t have ten thousand men but I feel like I’ve got ten thousand things to do.
The Joy Of Creating
I love creating and being able to see an idea come to fruition. I love making beautiful things. ~Stacey Bendet
Whether it’s a new piece of code or another three thousand words, I love creating almost as much as I love sleeping.
I’m beyond exhausted and I don’t know why. I should not be this tired. There’s no logical reason for it.
It makes me unhappy.
Am I accomplishing anything? No. Am I impressed? No.
So, progress would be awesome but progress isn’t in the cards. I’m just busy. That’s all I’ve got.
That’s all the excitement I can stand for one day. I’m going to go to bed soon.