![]() It isn’t about my beloved Michael Kors purse I carry or about the status of my bank account. Life isn’t about how many hours I’ve logged at work or about how clean my kitchen is. ![]() In the past couple years, I’ve learned and re-learned the value of slowing down. How am I supposed to be productive at work, clean the ever-cluttered Cloudas house, make dinner, and give my pups the attention they deserve? How am I supposed to make any headway on that pile of laundry with this severe lack of motivation? ![]() In this “go, go, go” world, feeling like I do today frankly feels like a failure. Soon after lunch, I hit the proverbial 2 o’clock wall. By 10 a.m., my yawning episodes were beginning to hinder my productivity, I found myself literally falling asleep at my desk, and realized my attention span was seriously compromised. Something was off everything in me felt depleted. When I opened my eyes this morning, I knew. On this Tuesday, you get the slightly irritable, unfocused Danielle attempting to fashion together a comprehendable piece worthy of a blog post. Today, there are no pictures of fancy teas or stories meant to convince you that my life is what it isn’t.
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