hours

You know those days where it seems like there is just not enough hours in the day for all that you need to get accomplished? My day, all day today. I have a list of errands to run as long as my arm and projects to get started on as well as the usual upkeep and juggling that comes with this circus life. So I throw on a pair of jeans, comfortable sweatshirt and sensible shoes, set my jaw, put my head down and begin to get it done because that is what I do.

I get it done.

I’m a get it done kind of girl.

Until I find myself at the WRONG bank. The bank I am supposed to be at to make that deposit at for my daughter is a totally different bank on the other side of town. Bank of the West…Wells Fargo…see how easy it is to get that mixed up?

It could be that easy!

Well, it could be!!

But I get that first errand done and it only took maybe only 90 minutes because it seems that every Wells Fargo customer living in Manteca was there when I were there. It’s all good. That errand is done.

Cross off ONE!

Whoo-hoo!!!

Feeling really accomplished, I look at that list of things to get done and get started today and well, there just are not enough hours today, one of my rare Saturdays off.

Thank goodness tomorrow Daylight Savings Time ends around 2 AM and we are to imagine that an hour is gained…except I hope to be sleeping when that hour is repeated…unlike last year.

Nevertheless, hour gained, lost or never really there to begin with, I still have a to-do list as long as my arm save for the three things I did manage to get done on one of my rare Saturdays off. One way or another I’m going to get them done because, like I said, I am a get it done kind of girl…a get it done eventually kind of girl.

NaPhoPoMo day 2

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