Adventure

Some count hiking the Adirondacks, or driving without the gps, adventurous. This doesn't fit my definition. Mine would have something to do with the massive pile of paperwork that sits on the table next to my desk.

I say next to, since my desk isn't big enough to hold the amount of packets of information threatening at any moment to overtake me. That's what being eight weeks behind does for you. Not that I can do any more in a day than anyone else. I take one pile at a time, and work on it until it goes into the out box.

Why do I count it adventurous? I suppose it's the challenge of trying to do more in a day than humanly possible. I have this never-ending vision of being able to blink and having everything finished when I open my eyes. I know, I know. Perhaps it's too much caffeine. Or too much optimism. Who can say? I promise to keep trying though. Blink.

Philippians 4:13 - I can do all things through Christ, because he gives me strength. (New Century Version)