I am really proud of myself this weekend. I typed up one case map (which took two hours alone), I finished my part of two group projects, I completed one homework assignment and two hand outs, and have completed as much as possible of a reflection paper.
Is there more to do? Oh yes. Oh, golly yes. But each and every time that I 'knock' something out, move it from my red (undone) folder to my lime green (hallelujah it's done!) folder, I feel like I have accomplished something major.
One step at a time, I'm getting there.
And now, I'm going to bed, but I just had to take a moment to be joyful.
Late edit: You know, I also forgot to say that I got my washing and ironing and folding all done (and there was a ton of it.) I made a pot of spaghetti sauce, I watched a movie with my husband (while ironing, but still), had a conversation with Cara, worked Saturday, went to church on Sunday, and wrote an overdue letter.
I think that I have super powers.