It's late and I'm tired.
I'm tired of being tired.
I'm tired of being up too late.
Tired of getting things done late.
I try to just accept that there is only so much time in the day. I make my priorities and accept the way things go. Because there will never be enough time. I try not to whine about the fact that I don't have enough time (mostly I've been doing really good at this). However, tonight, I would like to complain. So, I think I should go to bed. Tomorrow is a new day.
But, before I do that, I'll share a couple pictures I was getting off my camera. (Not that there have been many, sadly.) The above were at Good Spirit Lake, where the moss bag workshop was. It was a really wonderful experience, I learned a lot, and I enjoyed the quiet evenings with Lanelle. She loved going for walks in the snow. She was really cute cuddling me on my back one afternoon when she was tired. I wish I could take her to work with me all the time.