I must say that I was more than ready for the first, official work day of the New Year. As I woke up today though, I wasn't positive where to start. With coffee in hand and after a stressful good bye, I saw my husband off to an 'after the holidays catch up day' at work.
With no office hours to make and my teen asleep, I sat down and listened to political reports. In mere moments I felt grateful for the privilege on most mornings, to make my doings each day, my preference and my choice. I sorted my thoughts and off to work I went, motivated and knowing this day would entail a mixed bag of tricks.
I planned progress on projects that were ready to go, crossed with specifics for my family and our pets. It turns out, my dog has fleas. He got them for Christmas. So at the top of the list following a flea bath, I needed to buy an 'inside out' flea fighting medicine from the vet. A few miles further south, I would return vital, 'new driver discount' insurance information my son coughed up.
At 7:30 am I was off and running. At 10:00 am I felt frazzled. At 2:30 pm I returned home for lunch. At 3:30 pm the pets requested their early bird dinners. Afterward I dug into a puzzle of details to conquer a project summit. By 5:00 pm I was nearing the finish so that at 7:00 pm and before dinner, what I had planned for the day was basically done.
This is how my first day went after I determined where to start. It was an overwhelming morning at the very top of the New Year slide... Here I go, it goes like this on lots of days.
While keeping a schedule is important, the results of each day are more important.
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