I’ve been absent from these “pages” and so busy that I check my calendar each morning to see where I’m supposed to be. I fall into bed each night only to lie awake, staring at the ceiling, thinking about what I will be doing the next day. My social media friends are sending me private messages to ask of my whereabouts and if I’m okay. (I love that, by the way.)
I like what I’m doing, don’t get me wrong. But why do I take on so much when I’m always looking for time to paint, or write, or work on other projects that sit idle on my work table? I think the answer is in my own head; it will take a good brain housecleaning (a defrag) to find it. A good journaling session should do the trick. And when I do find the answer, I’ll let all of my friends with the same complaint know what it is.