Recalculating
Recently I’ve felt some desperation about my destination.
“Are we there yet?”
“He pinched me.”
“How many more miles before we get there?”
“I’m hungry.”
Recently I’ve felt some desperation about my destination.
“Are we there yet?”
“He pinched me.”
“How many more miles before we get there?”
“I’m hungry.”
Today is my grandma’s birthday. It’s too bad she isn’t here to celebrate. She always loved cake and ice cream…
Maybe that’s why I do, too.
Sometimes I feel as if I’m a square peg trying to fit into a round hole.
Make that “much of the time”.
Then throw in a few personal stumbles, and I can’t even find the round hole.
Or perhaps, I’m already in the hole and just can’t find my way out of it.
I’m doing a 21-Day Intentional Blogging Challenge with Jeff Goins this month. Today was the first day… and the assignment was hard.
I had to rewrite my About page. The original was from two years ago… when I thought I knew it all.
Quite honestly… lately I’ve been loving me some carbohydrates. Like cereal. Even sugary stuff.
I can safely say THAT isn’t working…
Morning person. Introvert. Middle-aged mom. Longtime runner. Erratic sleeper. Lifelong learner. Coffee addict. Volunteer. Health/Wellness advocate. Coach. Blogger.