This morning I found myself taking time out of my amply busy schedule to moderate a property dispute between a four-year-old and a fourteen-year-old. At issue were some carefully sorted trading cards that the fourteen year old had left out where the four year old could have a foolishness and mayhem party. Punishments were doled out. Both got off with a stern first and last warning. Teenager: Put your stuff up. Preschooler: Keep your little hands off other folks’ stuff. All of this, the adventures of a kindergarten girl who knows how to manipulate her father WAY too well for her age (but its a COMPLETELY different story with me – I’m immune to cute little girls with big ponytails and smiles) and a prepubescent son, previously completely sweet,  who recently decided he was “edgy”. Throw in the epic Spring Cleaning I have going on (I have a mission, actually two. I’ll write about them later. I’ve never been so excited about cleaning up), my adventures in Joomla!, and my usual chore and people to call list, and I’ve got quite a few plates going. I’d be in real trouble if I was not also learning to take better care of myself physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually. Have you ever felt like you were in the absolute right place at the right time learning the right stuff? I’m there, and I’m so thankful.