First week was good...the second week started out with too many choices for me...should I sit, scan, walk, drink tea, brush my teeth meditation...I spent the first few days of the week doing what I do--planning which day I was going to do which...I became very frustrated because I had not "accomplished" anything.  I couldn't plan my walk--it's too late or if I open the door this early in the a.m. the alarm beep will go off and wake my kids.  I kept going back to just sitting. And then it hit me, I was actually going and "just sitting!" Yippeee.  Yesterday, I  went back and re-read Sharon's chapter to make sure I was getting the most out of it.  I spent my day trying to be mindful in everyday actions.  What a challenge! I raced out of bed to take to my son to a basketball game early in the morning. I was late but took a moment to feel my feet on the ground.  Took a moment to feel the cold water splashing as I washed my face.  Took a moment to feel the bitter cold as I opened the door.  It was about an hour drive and my son fell back to sleep in the car.  I listened to his breath for quite sometime--that sweet breath--he is no longer a little boy but that sweet breath. What a way to start my day. Jackie