Something Like Lost in Translation

I think I was a bit misunderstood in yesterday's post. That was supposed to be more tongue-in-cheek than it came off. Sorry about that. I can be really flippant sometimes. It totally serves me right that I just got an email from a friend that made it sound as though I was in some sort of desperate crisis, lol. People, I am perfectly fine. There are many things I am thinking about (it's just my nature). It's true I tend to have too many things on my plate, but I like being busy with things that interest me. My list of "worries" is real (although you'll notice that many items are really trivial, hehe), but is probably much shorter than that of, say, a mother working outside the home. I guess I wanted to poke fun at my moments of wishy-washiness (I don't think that's a word, but you know what I mean), at the fact that I think more than I do, etc. I think my hyperbole towards the end also crashed and burned on me, lol. I want to thank people for the encouragement and tips I received - they really do apply and are appreciated. However, I also want to correct the impression the post gave that I am drowning in worries. :)

I hope pictures of cute things, like a little girl feeding hamsters, will make up for this: