Margaret is away and even our three little doggies are feeling the pain. Rocky is asleep in the hallway, just outside my office door. Randy is content to be right beneath my chair (always leaning against at least one of my feet, so he’ll know if I move). And Angel is probably in either the bedroom or mommy’s closet, nestled in with Margaret’s shoes.
Tomorrow, I’m going to make myself breakfast at home and start on a path to improving my energy level. I’ll have to get up early, as I always do, but focus completely on that task until my tummy is full. Any distraction, any writing I need to do, any email that needs a response will have to wait.
That’s the new promise. I’ll let you know how it goes.