Every night as I set my alarm clock for the next morning, I am reminded that us humans have this thing called 'hope' and my hope comes out every night in earnest. Telling me that tomorrow will be different, tomorrow will be better, tomorrow I shall awake bright and early and get everything done. I love it. Allows me to sleep well all night. Imagine a world without hope!
I've learned worrying about all the things I didn't get done on my to-do list will drive me nuts - has driven me nuts. As is it, I sit here, two hours behind my 'schedule', a small nugget of worry tumbling about in my stomach causing it to tighten a little. *breathe*
It'll be fine, I tell myself.
Because it will. I'm not so important that not getting one thing crossed off my list will change the world. So I crack open a beer, sit under the sun and enjoy a moment with myself and the world. Cheers world.
And now, back to work. Things will be fine, but that doesn't mean I get to let go of the reins forever.