EENIE, MEENIE, MINEY, MO

Eenie, meenie, miney, mo-- What do I pack and what must go?
That seems to sum up what I've been doing this week--if you can imagine the suitcase as my brain. I've been de-cluttering and prioritizing, trying to streamline what I need to do to make this book happen.
Fudd (the cat) is a good picture of the pesky ideas that want to fill my brain and my time instead of the stuff I really need to take on this writing journey.
I'm being vague, aren't I? That's because it's pretty vague to me, too.
But I'll press on. I think at this point, that's about all I need to do. That's enough.
So, just keep praying I can see the road ahead and the signs pointing the way. I'm thinking it'll all work out.
And, family, our own family blog seems to be a pretty popular idea according to the vote. I think my mom would be a great one to set it up and manage it, don't you? (I love you, Mom.)
Thanks for checking in on me.
Fudd thanks you, too.
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