I often wonder if my level of exhaustion is equivalent to the amount of work & energy I exhort in a day. I feel like I'm always tired & there may be more to it than that. Too bad I keep forgetting to call my doctor.
It's like telling your child that you can't afford to pay your bills. I can't tell my staff how crazy I am, because I can't stress them out, no matter how good of friends we are. I just need my BFFs to tell me everything will be alright.
I have to say that I'm really proud of the way I dress, layer & accessorize now. I know it's trivial, but I get compliments on my outfits every single day now. It feels good & I feel good in them all.
I still can't understand the concept that people grow up and get married. I can't imagine anyone falling in love with me.
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