tattoo = when? :)

Time

I feel like I don't have any time. I'm always chasing it, trying to fit everything into a day. I've already cut my sleep down to 6.5 hours so that I can have an hour of "me time" from 10 pm - 11 pm. Any less sleep (I've tried it), I can't function.

Work. My lunch hours are finally returning to me. I could definitely have enough work to fill them. And I usually end up only taking half my lunch. There is just too much to do even with four employees to help. I have stopped coming in early at least. And I refuse to stay late (I need to see my husband some time).

The rest of my day. In the morning, while getting ready, I clean the house. Pick up clothes. Start the laundry. Wash dishes. After work, I run errands. Grocery shopping. Target shopping. Appointments. Then I race home to have dinner with Richard. We make a point of eating dinner together every night. This usually the only time I see him during the week. We watch TV and talk for an hour. Then Richard gets ready for work. I play with Logger, Elvis, and Maddy. If it's nice, Logger and I will go for a walk. After Richard leaves for work, I straighten the house, pay the bills, etc. Then I try to work out. I've been getting better at this. I've been sticking to it.

When I am at home, I rarely turn on the computer. Sometimes to update my iPod. Sometimes to look up an address. But I don't check my email. Or update my blog. Or log onto work. I associate the computer with working. And I try to stay away from it while at home.

I miss you.

We need to plan a weekend. Every weekend thus far has been booked solid (to my dismay). So we need to plan ahead. I have lost the leisure of last minute weekends.
Richard has been trying to call you. He mumbles something about my birthday when he asks if I've heard from you.

I miss you.

Do you have any weekends free?

because it's your favorite color

And because you should visit soon: bluff hike, apple picking, wine tasting. Thinking of you.

missing you.

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