This is when big girl panties come into play. I started trying to put mine on when I went to therapy in my 30s and it's been a rocky road ever since. Hey...at least it's interesting. As a healthcare provider I'm one of those who truly does want to "help people". Most of us start out that way but time and experience often result in burnout particularly when money is involved. As a strong advocate for the patient it really bothers me to observe practitioners who just don't care about anything but the buck.
The shopping for Reaves continues and cousin Sandy has done an order at Carter's that will be full of treasures I'm sure. She also brought me the latest addition to my beach sand collection, this time from Panama City. Plus a Dove peanut butter egg. Who loves me right?
I'm frazzled and worn out with the details of trying to keep my world twirling. I guess I should pull that book out and read it again, huh?
Let it go ~