Today was one of those days when the lines on my to do list multiplied at an alarming rate, threatened critical mass then rioted turning Wednesday against me. In one hand, I held overwhelm and losing myself to ‘the cause’. In the other, the desire to slip out and try again tomorrow. Then I remembered my little cube. I checked my three priorities for my day and then got to beeping. Work, cleaning, my course work, dancing, knitting, writing, meals, playing with the dog. 5 minutes beep. 15 minutes beep. 30 beep. 60 beep. My self care was drawing time lines and allowing some time for everything. I got a sane amount done and made my peace with the hours of our mere mortal days. Not sure when I was so proud of not getting everything done.
