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Barring busyness....

Fall is creeping up, and life will get very full very fast. I remember in the spring contemplating commitments for this fall. Now it is almost here, and while I didn't over commit in the Spring, I must admit, I am looking at a very busy Autumn. What is new right? The good news is, I feel like it is filling up with the right kind of things. It is easy to just be busy-- that is a state I do not enjoy. Busy, means stress. Busy means, harried. I want my life to be full, but not busy.

I will volunteer at school in meaningful ways with controlled time commitments. I will not spend every minute on the campus's, sitting in dreadfully long meetings.

I will volunteer at church in ways that will enrich my relationships, and allow me to use my gifts. I will not over commit, and allow myself to feel harried.

I will seek out and work on professional projects that will help me to expand/update my marketable skills, and that provide a good return for the time invested. I will not take on more than I can handle and be up all night trying to meet deadlines.

I will strive to take better care of my body. I will drink more water, eat more fruit and vegetables, and use less oil & butter in my cooking. I am not quite ready to commit to regular exercise...sorry Jack, I know that disappoints you.

These are the promises I make myself, and I make to my family. They need me present, involved, happy, and healthy. I will put them first, and If I fall down on that one, I hope they will call me on it.


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