Perfectly beautiful morning. All my favourite elements of Summer and I am still alive. I am unwell, mind you and have a wee touch of the Panic with severe pain in my left shoulder blade and general lassitude.But it is a beautiful day.
Hey – I managed with a loofah on a stick to put dencorub on my shoulder and damned if it don’t feel better. Pain is not a good look for me.It leads me into pastures grim.
And now in consideration of the week before Christmas :
Walk In Dry Places
The procrastination of our drinking years caused some of us to become compulsive and fearful about meeting deadlines. We fret and stew if we’re unable to get things done when we think they should be completed.
Without being careless or irresponsible, we should remember that we’re really living in a spiritual world on a spiritual basis. There are times when a delay even turns out to be beneficial because additional information or assistance turns up later on to ensure the success of a project.
It is part of mature living to keep promises and to meet the proper deadlines. Let’s be sure, however, that we’re not simply meeting unrealistic deadlines of our own making. We don’t have to do this to atone for any failures of the past.
I’ll look over my plans today to make sure that I haven’t set any unrealistic deadlines for myself. I may be trying too much, too soon.