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Last night I realized I needed help. And today I asked for it.

I hate asking for help. It causes me such great internal conflict. But the truth of the matter is that no matter how independent I am, no matter how capable, I am still going to need something every once in a great while. Lately, I have not been myself. My world has become chaotic again, but this time I seriously could not get a grip. For a minute, I was lower than I have been in a long, long time. I kept saying, "No one can fix this but me."

That was true, but only because I had to be the one to ask for help.

With help on the way, I have had a remarkable day. Organization is the key to my success. And this desk you're looking at - oh boy, was it ever a scary mess a few hours ago. Now it's clean. I can start fresh. I can actually see what needs to be accomplished/paid/addressed. All of the Christmas decorations have been taken down and put away, the floors are clean, a plan is in motion to mend certain cracks in the structure and I am feeling a whole heck of a lot better. Now I can feel good about the year ahead.

Thank you. I needed that.