Starting into the NEW new schedule today, realized that at some point I’m going to have to get my income tax stuff done to send to the accountant, have the usual housework piling up.
Narrow, twisty mountain road. Downhill on a bicycle with no breaks. Can’t get off, can’t fall off, must reach the bottom safely and on-time, while still paying bills and doing laundry and all the other stuff.
I have become a Woman In Sweatpants. I’m on a mission; don’t get in my way.
<sigh> <summoning the spirit of Medwind Song, who also got me through my last childbirth>
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