if there is one thing i do not like, it is rushing. rushing through the early morning after a night of not nearly enough sleep, to get myself and little imp ready for the day. rushing to work, rushing through work, and back home to try to get everything done before toppling over with sleep. so little time for what really matters.
this baby-and-work combination is nowhere near working for me yet. i wonder if it simply needs time or if i am just not made for this.
to be continued, i guess...
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