I saw this quote on Pinterest tonight. “Stop the glorification of busy.” I adore it. I feel like I am so busy, all the time. Someone asks me to do something, “I’m sorry. I’m busy that night.” What am I busy doing? Probably the dishes, or laundry, exercising, or even painting my nails. I am rarely ever actually that busy. Before I met J, I worked somewhere between 2 to 5 jobs. I was working all the time, I rarely had time to be bored. Now that I only work until five, I am discovering I have much free time. Sometimes an overabundance of free time. J keeps telling me to…