There is enough time when I don’t get frantic and spend much of it angsty and distracted by how much there is to do. The moment that happens, the glass becomes half empty.
I might need me one of those sippy cups so that as I’m enjoying the half full glass, I don’t slosh it all over.
Susan Scot Fry
Update… I seemed to have sloshed a bit. And the lesson is, if I feel weird about something, pick up the phone and call. Do not, repeat, do not send an email.
Now, I’m eating myself alive because I feel like I’ve done something wrong. And, if I’ve hurt someone’s feelings then I have. Of course, it’s just my intuition telling me that I have. Which is usually right on.
Sigh. Tomorrow, I’ll do what I can to make it right.