Jump Over the Cliff!!!

I'm just coming back from days of being on the edge - on the edge of that cliff that just calls your name when you are already vulnerable and at the point of crawling in a hole. Yeah, I was at that cliff. The ground below, on the bottom of the cliff, looks so warm and fuzzy and cozy since at the bottom of the cliff nobody calls, nobody whines or screams, nobody demands, nobody has a to-do-list, nobody worries, nobody has a pile of laundry to do, and nobody has dinner after dinner after dinner to make.

But I came back from the cliff.

I don't know what happens sometimes. I came to a point about a year ago, when I decided to open my business, when I decided I was going to maintain a very manageable schedule, and I do. While everybody else in the world wants to go on and on about busy they are, or is it, how subsequently important they are, I am usually able to just flow with life. And it's a good life, but sometimes, I somehow get myself back on the merry-go-round, and it usually gets worse before it gets better.

So yesterday and today I just completed all of those little projects that just keep adding up and just nag at me until I do them, like dusting, and doing my end of the month financials for my business, and doing the bills, and folding my mountain of laundry, and doing Kaydn Rye's lessons plan for school this week, and giving the dog a bath, and organizing my office to fit the growth of my business (which is a task that needs to be completed about every three months - as the business changes, my office management needs to change too).

So now that those tasks are completed and I feel more in control, I have stepped away from the cliff. But I'm sure it will eventually call to me again, and I'll be ready.