I went for a run this morning...3.15 miles at 11:10ish speed (not bad for me). Then I came home for a refreshing shower. When I was done massaging the conditioner out of my hair (following the shampoo), I moved some of my loose hair from the drain and uncovered a very unwelcome shower partner...an Arizona bark scorpion. I think I have a bit of PTSD...I almost fell out of the shower, then screamed, then almost fainted, then pulled myself together and killed it with my face wash bottle. I'm still shuddering. I will be for weeks.
And my husband leaves tomorrow morning. We're driving him to the airport extremely early and I won't see him again for FOUR WEEKS. That's way too long.
My day job changed up a bit...we no longer have an assistant executive director, which was a sudden and unexpected change.
I hope I fall into a manageable routine with jewelry, work, daughters and house relatively easily, but I'm afraid the phrase 'not enough hours in a day' will take on new meaning for me over the next few weeks.
Maybe I'll search for a how-to for managing time more efficiently...