norma jean

I don’t know if I can write and listen to my music CD of choice (as opposed to random radio tunes) at the same time. Especially one that I haven’t heard in awhile. If I was strictly working and creating, that’s a different scenerio, which is what I was doing prior to my *epiphany* moment.

You know, when a huge swell of contentment and mellowness overcomes your entire body, and you just want to hug the world? Well, it just happened to me, and suddenly I felt like listening to some of my flashback tunes. But how can you just listen to Elton John without singing along??

So. Yes, I’m having a wonderful day so far. Finally getting my to-do list down to a more managable size. yay. That’s the downside of going on vacation—the pile of work remains, and then some.

Currently, I’m struggling with a decision on whether or not to take on a huge web project. Probably one of the biggest I’ve ever encountered in the last 8 yrs of my biz. I’m just always so afraid of making a commitment. What if I can’t do it? What if the very thought of sitting down to work on the job stresses me out and makes me want to puke? You can’t just stop in the middle of it and say “sorry, I just can’t do anymore.” Nope. No can do.

Hubby understands for the most part. But the big $$ signs distract him from the reality of whether or not I can indeed do the job. Of course, he also casually mentioned that I’d be able to finally buy this or that – things that I’ve only dreampt of buying sometime in the future. Gee, thanks darlin.

SOoooo, anyway. That’s the latest dealio over here. We shall see where the road leads me.

BTW, I had to turn Elton off to write this. Ha. What a dork.
c’yall later.