Mimi is on overload

Day 290: “"When a poor person dies of hunger, it has not happened because God did not take care of him or her. It has happened because neither you nor I wanted to give that person what he or she needed."-Mother Teresa. I missed posting on Tuesday just because I was so tired I forgot to hit upload.

Taking care of Skyy has been a labor of love and we have bonded even closer than we were if that is possible. It so reminds me of when my children were babies and you had to pull and all nighter. I’m pass tired and need some real sleep though because having Skyy in my bed results in very little. Mimi is ready for a break...

This is the last week of my Executive Leadership course and I’m very excited about it. All’s left to do is my reading-only 5 chapters and my quiz. I’ve finally stopped trying to do the math and what if on all the ungraded work. I will make an A even if its’ a low one so I’ve let go of the anxiety around it.

My mother’s day promotion for my client has been nothing but drama today. It’s such a good one, and everything that could happen to sabotage it has happened. But, as the client said, "that’s marketing."

The good news is that working on this project has reconnected me with some key resources and people. I made two wonderful reconnects that will prove fruitful for my team and me in the very near future. Again today, Adrienne reminded me of whom I use to be before I got religious and that’s a good thing.

Haven’t walked in tow days with sky home and I know it’s going to hurt when I get back out there. I heard Lady Gaga’s song “Telephone “ and you could have heard me scream. It’s what I’ve been thinking and the words were already laid out for me.

Hello, baby; you called
I can't hear a thing
I have got no service in the club you see, see
Wa-wa-what did you say?
Huh?; You're breaking up on me
Sorry; I cannot hear you
I'm kinda busy
K-kinda busy
K-kinda busy
Sorry; I cannot hear you
I'm kinda busy

Stop callin', stop callin'; I don't wanna think anymore!; I left my head and my heart on the dance-floor
Stop callin'', stop callin; I don't wanna talk anymore!; I left my head and my heart on the dance-floor.

Stop calling, you know who you are.