Feeling a little lost at the moment.
Out on a limb, swinging kinda limply just hoping.
World in tailspin as I go with the bumps and swings.
My plate is full and more food is quickly coming... The crowning glory is that this is still starters.
Eventually I'll hit the mains and then will have to tackle afters.
I have list upon list.
Doing my best to sort out my head tangibly.
Kinda knocks the system when reaching out for help and I'm told "It's ok, you can figure it out, you'll cope"
Not saying that I won't.
I will do as I'm told but mixed signals create confusion as to your role.
I will do as I'm told just don't want the complaints when I maintain total control.
I will do as I'm told and once again become used to doing it on my own.
S.O.A.P® Blogging on the go...