The Superior Express -

I’ve been burning the candle at both ends again, and this morning I felt it. This middle-aged stuff is for the birds! It feels as though I’ve been going at it non-stop for the past few weeks and crawled out of bed today on the wrong side, late, feeling like I got hit by a truck. My family keeps calling me a workaholic. I prefer to call it goal orientated. Stubborn comes to mind as well, focused even, possibly insane, but not a workaholic, not really.

When I want something, like really bad, I have tunnel vision like no other. I can’t think about anything else until I have it. Some long-term goals are hard to get outa my system. For instance, I spent months looking for a refrigerator within our price range, with all the bells and whistles I wanted and none of the ones I didn’t. Now that I have the refrigerator, I still catch myself looking at them, and that, my friends, is why I say I’m a bit off! LOL! I’m sure there is some fancy acronym for my crazy, but my tunnel vision hasn’t directed me to find out what it is.

Currently, my “tunnel” is aimed at the Money Pit! For the longest time, I was feeling overwhelmed and couldn’t focus on just one task. Now for some reason, I have this urgent need to get the family room done! Honestly, I like it when my crazy kicks in cause I get stuff done! I’ve almost gotten both yards completely wacked off for winter. I covered the floors of the family room in plastic. Primed the kitchen ceiling and floor to trap in whatever is left of the fire smell, and am three-quarters of the way done with sanding the burnt trim work that I am bound and determined to save. If it was structural at all, some of it would have been trash. Trash to treasure is one of my specialties! X’s & O’s.