I realized today looking at my number of posts that I must have repeated a number within the past month or so. Last night’s blog entry was numbered #2,182…but really, it should have been #2,183.
I just went at looked, and it was the weekend of J and Mike’s wedding. In fact, I’m pretty sure the mis-numbered happened the actual day of their wedding…so, I was distracted for obvious reasons 😛
But, we’re back on track, now. And five days away? Six days? From six years. SIX. YEARS. I’ve written a journal/blog entry every day for almost six years. That’s hard to fathom.
Today was a near-zero day. This wrench in my routine has been very, very difficult for me to adjust to. At least…it feels that way. Because I was just looking at my color-coded writing tracker, and I haven’t missed a day this entire month. Not one day has been a zero day. After all that.
It simultaneously feels like it’s settling in, this writing every day creatively, AND I’m still to hard on myself. I’m still stuck in a mindset of failure, seeing how I’ve come up short and not recognizing that I’m making progress.
I don’t know exactly how those two concepts live in my head at the same time, but they do.
Looking forward to getting back to my regular routine. Won’t happen for a little while…but I am looking forward to it. And in the meantime, I think I can get some real writing done regardless. No reason (that I’m aware of–anything can happen) why I can’t put together two perfect days to close out what’s been a tough week.
With that, good night. It’s bed time.
Oh…and Coco pooped. She hadn’t for almost 48 hours, and I was starting to worry. But she did her business with no problems tonight, and all looked good and healthy. Hopefully this is the diet that sticks. It’s cheap! I can handle that 😂
Night 😉