My day to self starts, 10:05.  Phone call meeting in 25.  The day timed and planned out. 

After call start laundry (which I should really do now…), get in shower and prep for winery blogging appt.

Talking self out of stress, anxiety… today is beautiful, and new.  It’s a book begging me to write it.  The day needs me I tell myself, and the sentence is sincere as I am convinced of it.  The day needs Mike Madigan’s words.  The new character.

Miss the kids already.  I hate this split custody shit.

Head down, into the day, with LOVE.