<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4305140436772308767</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:43:06.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My rubberbandlife snapping back to it..</title><subtitle type='html'>Getting it together all the way around. My life snapping it back together like a rubberband.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubberbandlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4305140436772308767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubberbandlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>melimel15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026612497999939064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4305140436772308767.post-3455545188445913678</id><published>2011-01-30T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T17:33:44.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day before</title><content type='html'>Today is Jan 31,2011 tomorrow begins it all. Life has a way of getting away from us as we know it. Day to day task get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;jumbled&lt;/span&gt; together. To do list get longer and longer and less and less get checked off. Priorities come far and few between and get swept under rugs all while the daily task of momentarily changes take place. Where last minute to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;do's&lt;/span&gt; consume your life and time. It the needs of those around you that end up taking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;presidency&lt;/span&gt; over your own. Is where everyday you say &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to plan this and do it yet everybody &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Else's&lt;/span&gt; needs get in the way. Its never ending.  So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; I start a plan. I will attempt to start my day with my to do list, I will begin to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;organize&lt;/span&gt; my days with time frames. I will start by trying this at work as well as in my pink breast cancer day planner =). I will record things needing to get done things I want to get done ans set them by priority. If you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; live life to the fullest you will &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; live life as it passes by. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; on this I can do this.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure there will be a few rants and raves mixed in bu hey its my blog and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; blogging it. Now back to the homework and my chance at starting tomorrow off on the right foot and with a snap back in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rubberbandlife&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4305140436772308767-3455545188445913678?l=rubberbandlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubberbandlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3455545188445913678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rubberbandlife.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4305140436772308767/posts/default/3455545188445913678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4305140436772308767/posts/default/3455545188445913678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubberbandlife.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-before.html' title='The day before'/><author><name>melimel15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09026612497999939064</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
