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crunch time

It is crunch time for me, in so many ways.

  1. I really, truly need to do some crunches.
  2. The kids' party at church is tonight.  Yeah, as in 9 hours away.
  3. Election work starts tomorrow.  10 am pickup of supplies. The afternoon to read through everything.
  4. Sunday finalize the Christmas play list.
  5. Monday "on-call" for 9 hours, as well as posting signage at 4 sites (2 new polling places, 2  "your precinct has moved" places).
  6. Tuesday is THE DAY!!! I don't know why I tense up around election day.  Dread of the long hours, the unknown (from crazy people who don't know where or when they registered, whether by mail or at the DMV but are adamant that they should be able to vote because they're an American citizen, to people who get upset because a candidate they like from a tv commercial isn't on THEIR ballot and should be), the extra responsibilities...those are all possibilities.  But either way, the day always comes and it always ends so I really shouldn't let it pressure me.
  7. Porch railings.  The green summer coloring is starting to advance its way up the spindles, meaning cleaning time, and the spiders are taking over the back porch, meaning broom and spray time.
  8. the floors...no, wait,that's not crunch time. They always demand attention.  We'll just put housework here.
  9. Ironing...HOW did it pile up so fast again?
  10. Quilting...I am determined the two quilts in frames MUST be finished before this year is out!!!
And yet, when all is said and done, my life is not going to be traumatically altered if these things don't get done. So be still my silly stomach and quit crunching up.  Relax shoulder muscles and stop pretending to be steel. Unfortunately I can't blame my hair on stress.  It always does whatever it jolly well pleases. (sounds  a lot like its owner).  So when everything is staring down at me attempting to intimidate, I always know how how to stab the silly beast of demands right where it hurts: I ignore it and go play with something else. :)

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