September 08, 2006

Under Pressure

It's like I have some kind of mission. A mission to make myself crazy(er).

I can never just do one thing at a time. Nope. Never.

Right now? Ok - we've got my professional life - trade show Vegas, this weekend. Trade show Boston, next weekend. National Sales meeting (complete with reviews and expectations of Reps), last week of October. Not to mention day to day stuff, like selling, putting out fires, propsecting. Yeah, kinda busy.

Let's look at personally, shall we? It's pretty clear I'm going to be gone. A bit. So - let's try and find my birth mother, shall we? AND let's go to the doctor for a REAL visit, not just because somethings wrong, for the first time....ever. NOW let's try and slow down/quit smoking, cut way down on caffine, and lose a few pounds while we're at it. Oh well, hell, let's start a regular exercise routine too. Got nothing to lose.

There are a few other balls I've got up in the air that I'm just not gonna talk about. We'll just leave it at......the sort of stuff that just makes your head spin.

It's almost like self destruction. Things will be wonderful (and they still are) but it'll just feel like somethings missing. Hmmmm - how about stress? I don't seem to have enough. So I create my own. I over extend myself. I over promise.

Do you do this or is it just a quirk of my nature?

Posted by Tammi at September 8, 2006 05:52 AM | TrackBack
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Me too! *raising my hand and waving it wildly* Same mold, sister.

Posted by: Bou at September 8, 2006 02:33 PM
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