So, 15 minutes is not enough time to do much of anything online. Even with giving myself extra time I have cut my computer time down by hours a day. Hours. The next time I say I don't have time to get things done I will be kidding myself.
I panic when I take a blogging break that I will be forgotten. I can trace that back to when I was a toddler and one Christmas we were at my grandparents' house. My older siblings and my older cousins were hooping and hollering with new cowboy hats and shiny toy guns complete with holsters. I tugged on my brother's sleeve and asked where my present was. He told me I was too little to get one. Every time I panic that I will be forgotten it's that tiny girl worrying over that not my adult self. Doesn't change anything really but it's good to know where it comes from.
I got up early this morning and did yoga. I just about talked myself out of it. On the way to the bedroom door I reminded myself that people do things every day that they don't feel like doing so get over myself already.
I have a sticky situation at work to get through today. I am grateful that I don't have to get through it alone. That God sees some bigger picture is a great reminder to me this morning. It's one of those days of reminding myself "I get to" rather than "I have to."