This weekend I ran a 10k, learned how to use velcro rollers, had brunch in the city with my girlfriends (Patrick came into the restaurant to say hello to his ladies and make a few calls before heading out with Jason for some guy time), and took a family walk around the ‘hood. 

I was asleep by 8:30 last night and it was glorious.

It was a LOOOONG day. The busiest I have ever been. Some interesting information came up at work about fifteen minutes before I was about to leave. Nothing is set in stone and I’m sure everyone will be well taken care of but its still scary to think about.

But stressful Monday’s are for alcohol and no pants and dreaming about life in Portland and conversations with my bestie that just make me feel better.

45 days and I won’t have to stress about anything for 12 days!!

The “so busy” excuse is probably the worst excuse ever. Certainly the most overused. We are all busy. I’m busy! You’re busy! We have full time jobs! Some of us are raising children! Some of us are working weekends! Some of us have the evening shift! Some of us work two jobs!

The bottom line is this: we make time for the things that are important to us. If you say you’re “so busy” that says to me “you aren’t important to me” or “I’m too busy…for YOU.”