Wow. I feel like I've been running at a million miles per hour for weeks now. Luckily, things are about to slow down. Actually, they are about to come to a screeching halt.
Today is the last day that M is here. I pick her up in a couple of hours and she's going to do a presentation for the PS.com team on what it's like to be an IA at the BBC. Then we are having an early teatime at 3 (she's making scones for tea as I type). After tea we are off to the airport. I probably won't see her again until The Summit in March. It's been so good having her here. I've had so much fun. I really needed this. Thank you M! *hug*
Once M flies out, things will settle back down into a more normal rhythm. No more vacation time is planned (until Christmas); no more house guests; no more planning committee meetings. I'll have a chance to just sit at home. Which I'm actually looking forward to. Strange I know.
But I need to clean. I need to get organized. I've been so busy running around, having tons of fun, that I haven't been able to tidy things up. There are piles everywhere. Stacks of email to read and respond to. Stacks of snail mail to go through. I'm really feeling the need to sort through everything and figure out what is going on. Where it is I'm going next. I need to do this at work as well as at home. Cause I know there are things that I need to do. But the pile to sort through is so big, and so overwhelming, I feel immobilized. And I hate feeling that way. It's time to take back the driver's seat.
