I made a list of things to do this evening to keep me on track. The downer? I forgot to add "dinner" to the list. Without it, I'm still moving at a break-neck pace until 9:45pm, at which point I still have to shower, wind down, and get ready for bed.
Richard and I are going to have a "team meeting" this weekend to examine our work loads and (hopefully) renegotiate who does what. My biggest concern is whether he can get organized enough to remember to do the things he already does, let alone any new things we add to his list. (Richard isn't good at everything? That's crazy talk!)
I've been feeling knotted up for the past couple of days, and it hasn't been about the election. If I listen closely, I can hear my body whispering to itself: "Prepare to be overstressed. It's coming, and it's coming fast. This is not a drill. I repeat: this is not a drill."
Sometimes my body intuits things that my brain can't. (Other times it freaks out for nothing.)
Richard and I are going to have a "team meeting" this weekend to examine our work loads and (hopefully) renegotiate who does what. My biggest concern is whether he can get organized enough to remember to do the things he already does, let alone any new things we add to his list. (Richard isn't good at everything? That's crazy talk!)
I've been feeling knotted up for the past couple of days, and it hasn't been about the election. If I listen closely, I can hear my body whispering to itself: "Prepare to be overstressed. It's coming, and it's coming fast. This is not a drill. I repeat: this is not a drill."Sometimes my body intuits things that my brain can't. (Other times it freaks out for nothing.)
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