See, we all have been attacked by these terrorist thugs. In my case, I let them change not only my thinking process but patterns in MY life! I just *had* to follow every breaking story, see every related interview, stay on top of every detail of 'war on terrorism' and otherwise remain a slave to chaos these demons created. I was getting my routine work done but that was all. I had NOT been my progressive, creative and otherwise normal self since September 11. Partial victory, Osama!

For some reason though, this twisted dream made me realize that I had option NOT to be a victim and play into blood stained hands of these devils on earth.

So I made some decisions. I am no longer staying tuned to play-by-play of War on Terrorism. I'm going to do something fun with my family this weekend and every weekend thereafter. And, I AM back to work on a new project that was "inspired" by great tragedy of September 11. And boy does it feel great!

I am now getting on with business and my life. Something so many of us have to do a much better job of. When you really think about it, being all-consumed by events of recent future only plays into hands of thugs that are trying to destroy all that is good in this world. Psychological terrorism is potent and an awfully easy infection to catch but good news is you're a decision or two away from a cure!

Yes, we are in a war. A war of good versus evil. Right against wrong. Love against hate. World War III? No way! We all know who's going to win this thing and it's just a matter of time. The same time we can be putting to use in ways that make *us* contribute to coming victory! Allowing fear that terrorists have created to dominate our thinking, stop us from living our lives normally and moving forward in our businesses and careers is in reality hoisting white flag to evil we are fighting!

We owe it to ourselves, our families, our businesses and our free nations to get back to normal in these unnormal times. Like, right now! May I suggest taking family to your favorite restaurant and a movie this weekend? How about planning a well-deserved trip, even if by car and even if just a weekender? Doesn't a leisurely excursion to your local mall to treat yourself to something you've wanted for a long time sound good? And by all means, if you have been swimming in same soup as I have for weeks now, make a decision to get back to work!

I urge you to put an end to whatever level of shutdown you may still be in. Hopefully you were more enlightened than me, and dug out early. But if not, begin process of "letting go" of those things you can't control and take possession of what you can - Your Life!

I've started that process and I can't begin to explain great sense of freedom I have. The same feeling I had before that terrible day none of us will ever forget.

• Living in Florida, I've always had a tan and I like having some color. But because I was spending 12 hours a day on computer, I didn't have time to spend in pool. So I started using self-tanning lotion. My husband grumbled that he didn't like having to smell it at night. I told him he could sleep in spare bedroom if it bothered him that much.

• Sitting in front of computer for 12 hours a day, I was smoking cigarette after cigarette. By end of day I could barely breathe; my lungs felt so heavy and congested. I decided I would have to give up smoking. Of course, nicotine withdrawal made me v-e-r-y irritable. My husband said he wished I would start smoking again because I was so miserable to be around. I told him to go to #&*%!!!

• With money I made from my e-business, I got an expensive new hair style, bought a new wardrobe (in a much smaller size), traded in my glasses for contacts and had just "a little bit" of plastic surgery done on my eyes. My husband griped that we could have used that money to fix up house. I told him I was one sitting in front of computer 12 hours a day and I would spend my money as I pleased.

Now months later I'm thin, toned and tanned; I look and feel "drop-dead" gorgeous. Of course, no one has noticed because I spend 12 hours a day in front of computer.

P.S. My only regret is that my husband is not here to see "new me." He left me seven months ago...