focus …

Ever feel like you’re always distracted? Like you have so much to accomplish but just don’t know where to start? Overwhelmed by all life places upon you, feeling like the things you love most in life are slipping further and further away?

It’s one of those weeks for me. But instead of complaining about it all, I’m trying to focus. Trying to see the positives, find balance, and move closer to what I want from life. Am I making it very far? No – but you can’t blame a girl for trying, can ya?

Like this blog. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what it means to me. Why did I start it? And why do I continue? I have a few reasons that I don’t think I’ll ever have the courage to share here. But the question has been more why do I maintain it at all. Because really, who cares? It’s not like it’s got a purpose. A niche. A theme. Nope, it’s all random, so it’s likely that it means very little to very few. I think of all the good blogs I follow (The number I keep up with is embarrassing.), and they all have a purpose. A niche. A theme. Not me! Maybe I could work on that, though I don’t know what my theme might be.

Then there’s time with our daughter. I just don’t get enough, and lately, it’s been hitting me hard. I think it’s a combination of how incredibly fun she is at this age (I just don’t want to leave her! Not that I did before, but now she’s even more amazing …) and the fact that we’ve had several things lately that have reduced our time together. I’ve been two weekends now without really spending tons of time with her, and its wearing on me. No worries – I plan to not leave her this weekend, and I hope that helps.

Wonder if carrying a cheat sheet with me all the time would help? If I did, what might it say? Here are some ideas …


My cheat sheet would remind me that life is short. It would tell me not to be so hard on myself. I’m so critical of everything I do, and am unfortunately very critical of others, as well. My standards are sometimes ridiculous, and I know that. I need to remember to just live .

No one is perfect, and that’s okay. Right?


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