We’re leaving tonight for Douglas Lake and per usual, I’m an over caffeinated wreck. I’m sitting here, with what feels like thousands of to-dos, wondering where to start when all I want to do is crawl back in to bed and pretend I don’t have to do a damn thing.

Paralyzed into inaction. Yup. That’s me alright.

Yet I know, it will get done. All the “its”. Most of the to-dos. And what doesn’t, doesn’t matter. 24 hours from now, we’ll be lakeside.

All is well.