Do you know that I keep four journals?  I read two or three books at once.  I can’t clean one room completely without starting in another room as I go.  Having written just those three facts about me lets me see that there might be a problem here.

I read my horoscope daily, I check to see if anyone has anything to say to me via email and Facebook.  I write some reports for work but not all that I am behind on.  I think I would not have enough waking hours to get caught up and stay caught up with those work reports.  I could be wrong, but I don’t think so.

Yesterday I went out onto the patio and laid down on the picnic table bench and just looked up into the sky and watched the clouds.  There was a very young black bear crossing the sky at that time and he morphed into a stallion then faded away.  I went back into the house to work on some more reports and declared out loud that there was not enough laying about and looking at the sky in my life!

I spend the last hour and a half of my day doing some study on my essential oils.  There are several people who have asked for specific help and there is so much I don’t yet know about with these oils. (By the way, this is one of my four journals.)  Yes, I smell like a hippy these days as I try different oils for different balances.

I remember the days when my job did not consume my entire life.  I am not an executive.  Why does my job consume my entire life?  I was sitting at a memorial for a friend one Saturday afternoon and realized that I have been on-call, 24/7, 365 for 15 years.  Crap that’s a lot of time!

I have started at least three decent stories that might some day be decent books.  They sit somewhere in my office buried underneath reams of reports that I still need to file.  I think it is time for me to think about this.  I realized today that it has been two months or more since I even took the time to write a little blog.  Just to blow off a little steam and clear my head-if only for a minute.

For today, I am done.  My heart feels a bit lighter as I leave all my frustrations here on the digital page and sip on my coffee and smell the chocolate glaze on those pesky Krispy Kremes.