Slowing down
Take a minute. Take 5. Slow down, you're moving way too fast. Got to make the morning last... heh, sorry. Sometimes my fingers just keep typing.
We sometimes run through life so quickly that we don't take the time to smell the flowers...or is it roses? Who knows. WHO CARES!
Take a deep breath. Read to your kids. Give your wife/husband a hug just because you love them. Go do something you've always wanted to do, but never dared to. Life is too short to keep running so fast that you never see things flying by you unappreciated or un-looked at. (yeah, so my grammar sucks, it's my blog 
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I've been running around like a loon for the last several weeks and months, slowly working up a killer of a stress pile. I've had a bunch of stuff finish up, happen, resolve itself and it just occurred to me that I've been fairly absent from my own life because I'm too damn worried about what's next, and how am I going to handle that, or waiting for THIS to happen and can't do much until it does, etc.
It all starts with a breath. Going to take a deep one, finish up a thing or two, and go home and spend a nice weekend with family and friends and hopefully have a chance to rehook into my own life.
Fae - thank you for all of your help, love, support, and just putting up with my grumpy ass. I love you more than life.