Some days I feel like I have it all together.
And the next day it feels like it is all falling apart.
Last week I looked at school and work and life and thought--"no problem."
Today I looked at deadlines, and sack lunches, and Scholastic Book Orders and thought, "Is it okay to drink at 10 am?"
I know these overwhelmed days have as many hours in them as the relaxed days but they feel so fast and hurried. I hate feeling like the one-legged girl at the arse-kicking contest.
I simply must remember to breathe.
I'm overwhelmed today.
Tomorrow is a whole new day.