My to do list is bulging.
I failed to empty the coffee pot yesterday so there was a cup of coffee over flowing on the counter top when I woke up.
My child decided that not only did she not want her hair brushed, she also didn’t want to be looked at, or taken to school. In fact she’d prefer to not. Not what? Not anything.
We have a major project in the balance – if it happens everything is golden. If it doesn’t – it’s time to hustle. Will it all work out? You bet. Will I worry about it until it does? I guarantee it.
I sit down. The emails ding in. The list grows. The noise grows louder.
And then, I hit pause.
I remember that there is plenty of time.
I remind myself that I will figure it out.
I exhale knowing that everything always does work out.