Early Mornings

So here it is 5 a.m and I have just made 3 dozen muffins for my nephews' school project... that is due this morning at his classroom.  Now you may be thinking "wow she's a softie", but let me tell you that is not the case at all, I am an insane softie.  But they are in the middle of moving and well he has mastered "Doe Eyes" and they are good kids, so really, what are you gonna do.

I have been making myself a little crazy with the things on "my list", and find myself plaqued with juggling what I have to do with what I want to do.  I have to work on the route (I own a janitorial business) so that we still have income coming in and so forth.  Though 

I absolutely adore my clients I know that is not what I am supposed to be doing.  

I am working on these art events, to promote the arts in our growing little city, and I want so badly for my new "local art magazine" to get started sooner than later, and to work on my art all day!  But it is so difficult to get that scheduled, so many good things are falling through the cracks. 

With the newly implemented program (art expressions group at shelters) at the center it makes things wildly insane but exciting. I also struggle because I am trying not to let these affect the family, it is not fair for them to fall to the wayside.  If I could would 

These things I would love to do, but duty calls and if it is meant to be then somehow...