If you are on the east coast like me you may be slowly edging towards the opening of your cave, taking a long stretch, and preparing to re-emerge into the world. I actually wish I was a bear. Imagine going to sleep at the start of winter and just taking a nice long nap until it got warm!
I realized this past week that I’m not a mean girl anymore. Those of you who know me are thinking, ‘but she’s so nice’. Yeah, I’m nice…to you. I’m talking about how I treat myself.
I want to be successful, the best really, at everything I do. Sometimes I am, sometimes I’m not. If you ask my husband I have mastered the art of certain things like lollygagging, making soups, and shenanigans (yes lallygagging and shenanigans are quite different things).