My days are numbered. I have so much I still want to do. I guess that’s the way it goes sometimes. I’m taking some deep breaths and figuring out my priorities.
My mock-up copy of Beatrix was a big hold up and in the end I needed some real miracles as well as some extra work and money to get it done. And still, it’s not done well, but at least I can see it, turn the pages, check the spreads and the spelling. It’s fine. It does what ai need it to do.
Today has been a day of choices and work and phone calls and dashed hopes, with a few good things thrown in. A typical day I guess, but not all the way fun. It’s not over. I still need to exercise. (I usually do that in the morning).
How do I rally some good energy? This process has me practicing my regulating skills all the time. Hopefully that’s a good thing. I nearly gave up around 2:00 pm today, but here I still am. Tomorrow I’ll meet with my teacher friends. Tomorrow is another full day.
Peace Kit 
Sometimes taking a break and being around others with warm energy helps me. I hope tomorrow is a better day.
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