I should be miserable this weekend.
I have a report given to me on Friday which is due Monday which means that I am working throughout the weekend.
But I must count my blessings.
Work for me on a Saturday morning is on the dining table of my home, a morning shower blessing the world and my children puttering in the living room, playing indoor baseball with their dad.
I sometimes don't count my blessings. Yes, I want bigger and I mean way bigger dreams for my business but at the moment, there's work trickling in, slowly, surely and I am still in control of my time with my lovelies.