Some days when I want to write something and save it for later I will email myself. Last night I was going through my email folders, because yes, my email is pretty organized. My house could be a mess if you walked in, but not my email. I have folders that are all labeled. I … Continue reading A Little More Love (cause you really can’t have too much)
This morning, as I sit here, trying to check myself before I wreck myself, one woman stands out in my mind. She says the most important thing she does is look at bottles. She looks at bottles all day, sometimes for 12 hours a day. She then goes on to say that she is exhausted. Who am I to complain?