March 9,
2014
Not my
circus, not my monkeys!
Woke up to
Sugar barking her fool head off behind the duplex. Who in their right mind told
her about Daylight Savings time. Crud. That calls for some Thin Mint Girl Scout
Cookies and stand up and scream for joy coffee. It is happy hour somewhere, eh?
Thought I
could get away with choosing to ignore the extra hour I was planning on doing
my Blogilates in the newly arranged livingroom. Now I have a very special space
for producing fabulous Blogs (check out my new one: paulahillempath.com/blog/ and leave a comment)
creating life-altering classes, e-books, spiraling out of control moments, and
such. Feel like a manic squirrel; spring cleaning, sorting, tossing, outlaying
hard-earned cash for binders and cartridges to print my materials, and creating
a hard-core budget for my Turkey
excursion. Three months of organizing to manifest a website that generates
income, whether I am parked at my Big Girl Desk or not, will be a feat
inandofitself. Won’t that be absolutely incredible.
Come and
join me for a cup of tea, coffee laced with loads of half and half, and a
handful of GS Cookies, if I have any left.
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