PBW has spoken: Meditation and dedicated writing time: I’m pushing them this week. I won’t mention her other suggestion, because it’s just revolting, but if you’re into that sort of thing, scroll down to the rest of her reply in comments to my whine.

Hubby and I managed to snatch quality chitchat time over the last two days–recognizing how much I rely on that and missed it was important for me being able to take steps to fix it; that was easy.

I have ongoing frustrations with work, but really, I shouldn’t be experiencing the angst I am over them. I’m retirement eligible, and as long as I don’t do anything criminal (not likely), the worst that will happen is I retire. And what’s so bad about that?

That brings me to writing and the opening sentence. I’ve not been productive in a writing sense this year, and that does bug me, because my plan is to prepare myself to be a working writer after I retire. I’ve done a poor job of that this year, and I’m disappointed in myself.

I have a busy four months ahead at work. I have things to do that I will put pressure on myself to do well. They aren’t things that are necessarily valued, but, done right, they will make a big difference in the lives of nearly 80 families for the next year and beyond. However, it’s equally important that I inject the time into that schedule to meditate and write, because that’s important to me. By doing that, I will be better prepared to handle the day-to-day hassles of work.

OK. Therapy session over. I’m ready to apply PBW’s advice. I have an orange weiner dog lounging on my lap, and he’d dearly love to have his ears scratched and his tummy rubbed.