So yesterday, I seized and attacked. The day dawned and I grabbed it by the throat and shook it warmly. By lunchtime I had caught up on post and emails, done some paperwork for the real job, changed bed linens, unloaded the dishwasher, sorted out a casserole for our gourmet supper, taken Miss Dunnit to work after a last minute shift change, and - AND, made another page for the Calendar workshop. My word, I was on it. Afternoon plans were to include another stint at the desk to get ahead of workshop scheduling and another Calendar LO, and then to tackle the ironing. I'd already been through the basket and taken out anything that genuinely didn't need doing. I was cruising!
And then I glanced at the morning's work for the Calendar page. And decided to tweak it in two places. Three hours and four pages later, I decided to re-try it in the morning because I was cross, hungry and running out of 12 x 12 card stock. Honestly, will I ever learn to leave something alone?
" I have a mug with Carpe Diem on it. Sometimes, at six in the morning, I do not want to 'seize the day'. I want to slap a dead latin poet."
I can't help but feel a lot of sympathy with Joanne. So today feels like a new day, looks like a new day, and overnight, I've had a new idea....wish me luck!