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If I can't find the initiative, how can I take it?

I'm back at work after three days off. I don't know where to begin. I have stacks of things that were either here when I left, came back to me from where they went to get approvals and such, or are new. It's too early in the morning to choose what to do first so, logically, I decided to blog. I figure whatever gets my finger typing and my creative juices flowing is a good thing. I also have the entire office to myself today. This is good and bad. Good in that it's quiet and nothing new will be coming at me today but bad in that I can't feed off anyone else's energy.

My first step is to finish eating my bagel so I won't get cream cheese all over the files. Then, I will regroup, look at the piles, prioritize and try not to be overwhelmed. One thing at a time. You know those days where you have so much to do you don't even know where to begin? I'm in one only I'm still so tired I have yet to reach more than a dull "gosh I have a lot to do." I'm sure as soon as this bagel kicks in things could get crazy. My goal: To be inspired to get things done instead of sitting in a panic freaking out about the whole thing.

Ok, bagel is complete. Cross one thing off my To Do list. Off I go to tackle 150 more! Good luck in your endeavors as well.

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Sassy Pants said…
I have now hit the post-lunch wall. I was on quite a roll this morning after I got my arse off the blog. But now that I have had a break, I'm ready to take a nap. Luckily (sort of) I have a hair appointment this afternoon so I can convince myself to work for an hour as much as possible, go get my hair cut, and then do another hour. We'll see how it goes. My eyes are closing as we speak.

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