A solution for my balance problem
I had planned to stay here in Denver through the weekend, working a few hours each day and spending a few hours a day playing long-lost sister/daughter/aunt/friend. I’m failing miserably. When I’m working, I feel guilty about not being with my family. When I’m with the family, I worry about not getting work done.
Lesson learned: I’m not the type of person who can find a daily balance of work and family. But I’m the type of person who can figure out a solution to satisfy both. Mission accomplished: I changed my flight. Now, if the weather holds, I’m leaving early Thursday morning. That way I can play with the family members all day today (we’ve got shopping to do and gift cards to spend), and I can be home before noon on Thursday to hit the computer.
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D.J. on 28 Dec 2007 at 8:15 am #
Balance, the final frontier!
As my stroll down Ave. Z continues, I find the return of normalcy and contentment. The routine that has become a part of my fiber is welcomed. The excess calories packed away over the last week are evaporating.
So too is it on Ave. Z. The warmth of the sun is absorbed, the cold chill is gone, the solitude has returned. The usual that is held like a precious stone is fully embraced. The calm heartbeat so present on Ave. Z is felt once again. The bright light of Balance is finally clearly visible again.
I breathe so much better now.
D.J.