Right now, I'm alone in my office. I've finished up all of my admin responsibilites for the day. And I'm tired. Like, really tired. I ate a tuna sandwich at lunch which should have energized me, but instead I feel lethargic. I even put my head down on my desk only to wake up 15 minutes later with a pool of drool on my arm. Gross, I know. What should I do with this empty time I have? It's 3:40 pm. I have to be here until 5 pm. Good Lord. I've already checked my Facebook about 20 times, and looked up what graduate programs Miami University offers. My mind is basically left to wander. Should I go back to school for dietetics? What about English education? Maybe even family studies? And then what would I do with my degree? What do I want to do with my life? Should I bake cupcakes before or after I go on my evening run? What should I get my mom for Christmas? When will Seth and I start a family? Should we move back to Ohio? How much longer do we have until our debt is paid off? When should I stop to buy Bou's flea medication? Yep, my mind is a whirlwind of questions. Maybe that's why I like to keep myself busy. That way, I won't have to stop and think about questions for which I don't have concrete answers. Bingo. But you know what, it's all good. I just need to focus more on the moment so I stress less about the future. Right now, I'm just going to be thinking about how good my run is going to feel, and how delicious the tilapia and mac 'n cheese that I'm cooking tonight is going to taste.

Back at it.

Well folks...I'm back it. Or, at least, I'm trying to be back at it. "It" being my blog. And writing in it. It's just that I don't feel like I have enough time. But that's silly, right? I mean, if I don't have 30, 15, 10, or even 5 minutes to take time to write about the thoughts that I'm thinking in the moment, then I'd better start clearing up my schedule. I do tend to be the kind of person who is either incredibly busy working, running, cleaning my apartment until it's spotless, doing the laundry, baking 3 dozen cookies, straightening my hair, and searching for cheap airfare for at least an hour...or I'm incredibly lazy, doing nothing at all. I'd count myself lucky if I was out of my p.j.'s before 2 pm. While I'm usually the former, I'm trying to be better about balance. Getting enough sleep. Making time to journal and connect with the Lord. Spending more than just a car ride with my husband. And I'd like to think that maybe, just maybe, I could fit in a blog or two a week. We'll see how it goes.