I have to complain about being stuck at work on a Friday. I don't usually work on Fridays so this is like torture for me. I have been staring at ALL of the crap/clutter in my office and it is making me anxious. So I have been getting up every few minutes and throwing stuff away. I can't even tell I have done anything. I don't understand where all of the crap came from!
The nanny brought the boys by to see me, so it was nice. I love showing the monkeys off to people.
Last night I found my voice again (figuratively speaking of course). I seem to have lost it some time ago between diapers and work and whatever else going on at the time. But I have found it and I think my friends in real life will be happy to hear that. I know I am. I was loud, I was stern, I was angry, I was heard. It is a good thing. I feel empowered again. I feel like Shanna again. I am going to fight to keep my voice heard, and I will fight hard. I have the best support system and they are the reason I found my voice. And I will use it to shout how thankful I am!
On another note, I am already having "why in heck did you do that" conversations with myself over signing on to do Sarah's shred challenge in September. That starts Tuesday. I am already coming up with excuses to get out of it. Don't worry, I will at least give it the old college try. You all should too!