Fun in the sun.

What a whirlwind of fun.

Thursday we headed to the other side of the lake to be ready for an early start to get to the zoo. It was for me, I wanted to take Lily to the zoo and was happy to have anyone come along. The whole family showed up, well immediate family. There were seven of us in total and it was great. The weather was perfect, the crowds were low, we met with a few ‘keepers’ of the animals and heard the stories of how they came to be at the zoo (lions born at the zoo and two of the polar bears were rescues as their momma was shot when they were very young cubs and so on) so all in all it was a lovely day. Lily saw so many animals and got so excited, I know she won’t remember it but I will and it was so worth it she had momentary happiness and I have great memories.

Sunday more family came over and Lily got to hang with little people again which makes her day. It was a lovely combination of a restful and busy weekend.

So now back to work and at the first job of the day I was wondering… how on earth will I find the time for all the stuff I want to do with my practice? I wrote on a cue card the list of things I want to do this week. I felt a bit daunted as it seems time just sneaks away from me in the evenings and while thinking this I glanced at a book, opened it to a random page and found a quote that made me pay attention and it went something like this;

‘All the greats in the world had the same number of hours in a day and days in a week that you do.’

I figure that means there are no excuses.

So I am making no excuses and getting things done with a feeling of optimism, and I think sure why not? I have passion, support, love, am constantly learning more about myself and the world. I don’t need extra hours I have all the time I need.

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