<a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/P9040020.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-7497" title="OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA" src="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/P9040020-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>Lately I have felt as though I will never get through my To Do List.  I am a wee bit Overwhelmed.

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Of course, I bring some of this on myself.  What a bright idea to shop for luggage<strong> </strong>in the midst of this chaos!  I needed to do it though (<strong><a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/2011/09/05/day-341-luggage-fashionista/" target="_blank">you saw the photo!</a></strong>), and I don't know when else I would have done it.  This year has been <em>packed.</em>  Ba-dum-bum.

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Dusti from <a href="http://www.heartfelttherapiesaz.com/" target="_blank"><strong>Heartfelt Therapies</strong> </a>(masseuse extraordinaire!) once coached me at a similarly hectic time to find a patch of grass and walk barefoot.  It's a very <em>grounding</em> ritual.  Ba-dum-bum.  All kidding aside, it truly is powerful.

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I used to walk barefoot in the grass all the time when I was a kid.  Now I don't because...well...I live in a desert where a typical backyard is comprised of rock and desert bushes.

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There is a patch that I stumble upon during my nightly walks with Little Miss B, however.  On Night 343, I took off my flip-flops and . . .

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Prayed that there were no scorpions lurking in there.  They like moisture, and they like coming out of hiding at night.  After that . . .

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I hoped that all of my neighbors picked up their dogs' poop, and then after <em>that</em> . . .

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AHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhh . . .

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I feel better now.

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When was the last time you walked barefoot in the grass?  What summer rituals make you go "AHHHHHhhhhhh"?