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Life is good

There are days when I feel low and wonder what I am doing with my life.
And then there are days like today. I am upbeat. I have completed all my work. I am organized. I am focused. I am unbeatable :)

I have so many things to write about. How smart and sensitive my son has grown up to be.
I could write about wedding preparations for my older brother's wedding in December.
I could write about my excitement to welcome my sister-in-law into our family...officially.
But not today. I am not going to write about any of that. I am talking about that elusive attitude that I must inculcate. Will Power. I wish I knew how to tame that beast.

Even right now, I am trying to tame it and ensure that I have something to post here.
Distractions everywhere, and I need to try harder to focus and get work done. 
Willpower, I have tamed you today. I have managed to write something. What should have taken five minutes has taken 30 minutes today. Not a great track record, but better than zero minutes, right?
Maybe I should install an app to help me Blog via my mobile too. Or maybe that would be a bad idea. The family will think I spend way too much time with my mobile. And there starts my long list of excuses for not writing for the next couple of days! :) 

Watch out and let us see whether I can write as regularly as my poop schedule. :) 

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