It's Sunday. I love Sunday. Not so much today.
I'm on overload, trying to talk myself off the ledge.
I've got a g-normous stack of books to review
(why do I finish books all at once?);
I've got scads to do to get ready
for the book fair tomorrow;
paint all over my fingernails from yesterday's attempt
to slap on a fresh coat on my son's former room,
an angst-y teen years' gray;
I have yeast rolls to make
for an after church dinner with my parents;
I'm terribly worried my Fancy Nancy clothes
for next week's Bring a Book Character to Life Night
are going to cause me to be renamed Fatty Nancy
after last night's meat gorging at Fogo de Chao;
and I really want to make it to church today. Whew.
Time to remind myself of all the Happiness Principles I have learned.
Breathe. Breathe again.
Good. That's better.
Now, one thing at a time.
Big stuff first.
And I guess that means
I have to save my book reviews for another day.
And my Sunday Salon blog visits.
Sigh. I'm off to the grocery store.
Hope you will stop in. I promise to visit back later in the week.