Thoughts from 3am

i had an idea that came to me in a time of desperation. this is nothing new when i am besieged with my typical complain-y type thoughts that cause me to question my place in life. so to answer these intrusions, i (habitually) come up with ideas that i think are so helpful and so amazing and “yes girl…you got this” type of thing.

i forge ahead. i research! yes!! this is a great idea. I buy domains, logos and thank you notes for all the thank you’s i am going to write to all the good people who helped me get this off the ground. getter done is what i always say. i am on FIRE!

a few weeks go by and i am sitting at my kitchen table. my workspace is in full project mode. i’m shuffling papers… i’m stapling stuff and organizing my pens when i notice my husband is sitting on the couch with his head in his hands.

he just looks at me and says, “babe, what are you doing here”?

i am crazy he tells me. IMPULSIVE even!

i listen and don’t react (weird)

ok i tell him. point taken. what’s next?