Find a Clichee

Point taken. When I re-read my old posts, I feel like telling myself to take a chill pill.

To avoid putting off til tomorrow what I could do today, I worked all freaking weekend. When it rains, it pours. I am not proud of this because I robbed myself of the opportunity to relax and I'm going into the week raw. Literally. From Jack having jammed his elbow into my back knots when my right arm started to go numb. Actually, he was trying to untie the knot.

[That was bad. Wow. Sorry.]

The only time I wasn't working was when we did church, grocery shopping, Christmas shopping, Christmas wrapping, and the writing of Christmas cards. Did I mention my temptation to put our tree up? There's no time like the present, to burn that proverbial midnight oil. I have this ambitious goal of writing each of my employees a Christmas card...I feel it's a nice touch, but didn't realize how many pounds of glitter this entails. Have you ever signed 150 glitter-covered Christmas cards in your living room? Yeah, me neither. We'll have glitter on our feet for years and I'm already tiring of picking solitary flects of glitter off of Jack's forehead.

Yes, I'm drinking the Christmas koolaid a little early this year. It's not because I buy into the overly-commercial representation of a holy feast, but because I have this wacky desire to have everything done by Thanksgiving. I'm not celebrating Christmas yet; that doesn't start until December 24. I'm just preparing for it so I can get the yearly pleasentries accomplished and foster some internal quiet before the holiday rolls in.

Christmas is my 800 lb gorilla. While I feel I have to perfectly coordinate gifts and cards and trees and holiday parties and employee dinners while *UGH* still trying to sleep and stay healthy, I thought it would help to knock out as much as possible before December so I could have a nice, restful, peaceful December.

Which, y'know, has made my November hell.

Jack pointed out that I might have gone a wee bit overboard. Me? Try and schedule too much? NAAAAH. That never happens. Since it was raining cats and dogs, I realized I need to better dance in the rain and let go of the rigid self-imposed deadlines. All right, fine, just take away all my fun. LOL

[Deep breath.]

Life's moving so quickly lately that I need to keep my nose to the grindstone and put one foot in front of the other. Everything will be done. The four road trips I have coming up in the next 2.5 weeks will be safe and I won't completely lose my productivity. My staff and manager evals will be completed. No more terms or legal cases will emerge. I'll sweeten the pot with my sweat equity and take one for the team.

Without going back to count, how many clichees did you find in this post?

Thought for the week...When you love someone, you're making a choice to love them. Same thing with happiness. You can choose to be happy. I know that's pretty After School Special from the Dorrie vaults, but that's what's going to get me through the next four weeks. Heck, the next four hours!

Have a great pre-Thanksgiving week. Tomorrow is already "Wednesday" in the work week!