Day 111

Periods ended and with it, so did a massive amount of fog and fatigue. Argument last night because of stress over chores, spent ages planning and designing notion templates in my head, then caught girls up on life. Instant smack down on goals, reinforcing everything Brad says. What is it that I cant see or do that everyone can? Something to reflect. Anyway awake all night, late sleep, light snooze, then awake and on the phone again. Boy off being productive and ticking things off without overthinking. Me lying in bed watching time go by. Then lax calls and hijacks day, so detour on plans. But everything done except what I need to do. Evening stroll at lakeshore, first spring day outing. What a lovely little life we have, if only we can step out of our heads and appreciate it. Wine night, $150 from the recruiter way back when, and cheese and crackers and so on. Celebrating nothing and everything and all the maybe somethings in between. 

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