But, the photo feels like me. At least it feels like the me of the last two days. It’s the me I wish to see. Without the hunching over, as I still have knot’s in my back from sitting at the computer with horrible posture, and stressing over my schedule for the Fall. Read on.
I’ve had two ideal mornings. The ideal I have in mind for myself. The ideal which includes waking up and getting everyone where they need to be and then returning home to sit and write for the PR gig, while enjoying a non-rushed cup of coffee, and then using the remainder of the morning to make the Mary Kay phone calls and follow ups that I need to in order to continue building my business.
Tuesday found me writing a release and then booking appointments.
Wednesday found me writing a release and then booking appointments.
Tomorrow will find me . . .
I’m struggling with it. I’m praying about it. I’m sensing the need to do some readjusting for my Fall schedule, which at this point only allows me one morning a week without somewhere to be. Monday morning: bible study (non-negotiable), Tuesday morning: Zane day (no school), Wednesday morning: teaching all morning and 2 afternoon’s a month, Thursday morning: Zane day (no school), Friday morning: mine.
I’m nervous. Zane is at the point of beginning to fight and drop the afternoon nap. And although I insist that he stay in his bed for at least an hour and a half, even if he doesn’t sleep, the distraction of him calling me over and over is not conducive for work. I need open mornings.
I don’t have open mornings.
Correction. I have one open morning.
I’m struggling for the ideal work environment. The environment which marries the writing and Mary Kay. God knows I wrote enough about that dream over the last few months. I won’t even link you to those posts. If you’ve been reading, you know what I’m talking about.
So, I pray. I pray for God’s leading.