Saturday arrived not a moment too soon. I usually keep my Saturday schedules light and focus on mopping up the week’s mess. This week was busier than expected, and I had packed every spare moment with the tasks required to meet impending deadlines. The overflow meant I needed to fill my day with previously delayed errands, postponed cleaning, along with the usual weekend chores.
I prepared for the daunting expectations inherent in my extra-long list by permitting myself to sleep two more hours. It almost worked. My internal clock recognized something wasn’t quite right and nudged me awake before the alarm sounded. But I am stubborn, and after peeking to determine the actual time, I squeezed my eyes shut and remained in bed until I heard the buzzer. I hauled my butt out of bed, and I was off and running.
No matter how demanding my life becomes, I maintain…
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