Wednesday night I was feeling just slightly overwhelmed by the number of things piling up on my plate, and what I really needed was to have a couple of awesomely productive days to make sure I was on top of everything. So of course I woke up at 3 AM with my insides feeling like they were in the middle of a very little boat on some very big waves.
Two days ago I only would have felt a sense of accomplishment if I managed to install the entire bathroom floor in one night, yesterday I felt good about the fact that I managed to eat one whole banana by 8PM.
There’s nothing like spending a day where the absolute best feeling in the world is the cool porcelain of the toilet bowl pressed against your cheek to put things into perspective.
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