Today's going to be one of those busy, but productive days. My son is beginning speech therapy today (he can understand everything told to him, but can only speak like a 12-month-old--nearly half his age), I have my own therapy, there's a two-hour nap to fit in there, and some cleaning to do.
I love busy days.
Seriously. I love days where I'm trying to figure out where I'm going to squish something else in. It means I have a purpose for the day, if not for my life.
Plus, while I'm doing the job hunt thing, I absolutely NEED to feel like I have purpose. If I'm not productive, I seriously fight feelings of worthlessness. Can I get an Amen?
*crickets chirping*
Any way...
Oh, look at the time. My day calleth. Later, gators!
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