Time, Anxiety, Caffeine and Making Space

Yesterday, Mama Monk officially moved its home to Patheos. We’re still working out the details and so far it looks like email (RSS) subscribers have not been redirected. Hopefully that will happen in the next couple of days. (If you follow me on WordPress, I’m sorry to say Patheos won’t be able to move over the subscription. But, I’ll be your best friend if you’ll click here real fast and subscribe on the sidebar at the new site.) Until then, there’s a new post up today:

I’ve been living on caffeine. I’m talking two cups of coffee in the morning, a shot of espresso to get me through the afternoon and a nighttime cup so I can write till midnight.

I’m not saying this to brag or to complain. I’m saying it’s not healthy. I’m not healthy.

There’s this thing I’ve learned about myself: I have a terrible pattern in my life. Left to my own devices, my ENFP brain and I would do something different every day. I would wake at whatever time felt right. I would run into friends on my walk to the not-very-important-meeting and let them convince me we should play hooky all morning and sit at the park. And I would be enormously happy. Until nighttime. Then I would cry that I’d done nothing with my day and all I want is to accomplish something important with my life. I would cry that I just want a schedule and someone to help me.

Click here to read the rest at Patheos…

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