This month, might be a crazy one.
There is so much going on that I'm having to remember that my feet are on the floor.
Case and point, I'm moving in 30 days. Which is always a good and bad thing. Moving causes me to stress out, clean out, do things I need to do. And I'm so ready to be done with my neighborhood...it's hard walking down the street with the constant fear of running into someone who has ill feelings towards you.
Oh, and there are work things I can't talk about yet.
And I'm going to Mardi Gras next weekend, which again is both a fun and stressful event. I hoping it will be more fun than anything.
and I'm still trying to raise money for Kenya.
And it's f-ing cold and snowing again in Denver.
So as I remember that my feet are on the floor, and that this is the delightful terror that I know will push me closer to the Trinity, it's my hope that I don't get overwhelmed and not remember where I am going or how I got there.