33 Years

{Still talking about my calendar hah!}

Lots and lots and lots of balls in the air. 

I'm editing here and there. 

And making some wrong calls. 

Adding things.

Adding some wrong things. 

Adding some good things. 

It's a learning curve for me. I'm trying to word this as FULL and not TOO MUCH. Words matter.

The problem is the things I added, expanded. 

Going to my BIL's car race tomorrow for the entire day. Found out we need to bring food. I don't have picnic, cooler food. We're bringing guests. Guess what I need to do in the little hour I have free this afternoon? 

Volunteering for a couple of hours this morning has turned into all day. Happy to help and it's not problem, just unexpected.

Things like this. 

But if I think of it as an intentional week that I built with things that matter to me -- I'm doing a fantastic job. This week is really my FS visualization in real life. Even typing this lifts me from overwhelm to excitement. 

More of this, please. 

Oh, happy anniversary to me and hubs. 33 years. 

Spending the day volunteering together. Tonight is dinner out with friends.

Good day.

Good people. 

Good life. 

I can't forget to think about THIS. 

I leave you with a bedtime picture from last night. Me and Duke -- cuddle bugs. We were both tired in a good way. Later gators.