the vague terms in which i keep speaking here really bother me.
apparently, however, they’re all i’ve got to work with.
well, that and cakes.
loads and loads and loads of cakes.
it’s funny how in the depths of all the crap i’m dealing with in important areas of my life, i think back to 3 weeks ago when i had weekends in a row when i didn’t have any cakes to do. in a matter of 8 days, i have filled my cake calendar for the rest of the summer, more or less. i had to turn down three cakes in the last 2 days. clearly, God feels that i need to focus on something other than the depths of the crap.
i’m thankful for that, i guess.
i don’t have anything witty or challenging to say tonight. no funny stories or thought provoking ramblings. nothing. i keep waking up in the mornings wishing i could stay in bed and just sleep all day, hitting the snooze button just…one…more…time…but there are things to do and kids to feed and teach and taxi around and cakes to bake and gumpaste to sculpt. and frankly, laying in bed, after a while, just means thinking and being alone. i’ve had enough alone to last a lifetime, and all that thinking hasn’t really gotten me anywhere.
laser focus seems like the way to go.
tonight, i’m printing off the rest of the year of my planner (if you don’t have a Passion Planner, you should.), making my to-do list, and have big plans to Eat a Frog or two first thing when i wake up in the morning. then coffee. lots of coffee.
i can’t promise it will be decaf with this weekend’s cake load.
maybe the second pot.
All Is Grace 