Busy as the Bees

Where does this saying come from? I do believe that my day consists of much more busyness than a bees does...they have one task...I have a hundred...and everyday, it is as if more and more are added. :P

When I was in college...there was a short amount of time where I went to therapy with the school shrink...and he gave me a book that I have no idea where it went...but I wish I did. It was about how to draw boundaries and tell people no. I am better about this now, but there are other boundaries I need to set...mainly my own. Boundaries of when enough is enough. Boundaries of when to stop and smell the roses. Boundaries of when the house is clean enough.

I love to be busy. I love to spend time being productive or surrounded by people we love. I love our life and all that it entails, but every once in awhile. On rare occassions, I wish it all away. I have been fighting headaches this week. The heat has been nearly unbearable and has caused me to slow down...just a little bit. Keep it a secret, but it was kinda nice. ;)

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