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I Think I Can...

I'm feeling a little like, "The Little Engine that Could," this morning.

A little loop is sounding in my head, "I think I can, I think I can, I think I can."



What I'm saying is I'm feeling a little unprepared to jump back into the real world.

Vacations are nice!

Vacations are needed!

However, getting back into the swing of things kind of bites!

Three days into the New Year and all my hard work to be more optimistic is swirling down the drain.

Guess what I am trying to say is, if you are having a hard time getting back into the swing of things today, you're not alone.

Happy Vacation is Over Monday!

Krissi

PS (Quit Reading write now if you don't want to see the ugly truth)



I warned you!

Comments

Angie said…
Bring on summer vacay!!! I'm so done with winter and with school.
Me, Myself and I said…
Lol. That's Hollie's favorite book right now.
Willow said…
Okay, you know I'm super Pollyanna, right? I was thrilled this morning because with the end of vacation comes the start of school. School means great things to learn for my kids and fun experiences they'll tell me about when they get home. School means routine, structure and schedule (the boys and I do best when we work within a schedule). School means seeing friends, and enjoying the attentions of their teacher. School means Christopher and I get to have quiet time together. School means a definite dinner time where we are all together. School means a quiet house in the evening, clean children in bed ontime, and a couple hours of alone time with Mr. Moore.

I was so stinking excited for vacation to end today!

That said... I have missed the noise and the fighting, because the cacaphony meant that the kids were home. I suppose I must go snuggle a baby and make up for the lack of fights.

<3 you!!

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