I had another rough day today productivity-wise. I wasn’t very.
I know why. There are external stressors going on at the moment. None of them bad, thank lawd, but stressors nonetheless. And my head hasn’t been in the game the past couple days.
Well, I can fix that tomorrow. I will. I’m getting to bed on time. I’m tired, but I can feel the focus awaiting me tomorrow. I’ve lost the first two days of this week, but I don’t have to lose the rest of them.
I will say this: that has been the corner I’ve turned lately. It’s not that I’ve left the struggle bus behind. It’s still there, chugging along, waiting for me to get burned out enough to hop onboard…but I get off at a much nearer stop these days than I was before. I don’t ride for so long.
And my time off the struggle bus has improved greatly as well. That may even be the biggest corner. The writing is flowing once again. I’m in the story, feeling it. It’s not perfect. But, I am connected to it. I’m willing to roll up my sleeves and tinker in the moment until it’s right before I move on. That’s the real work, and I’m finally doing it again.
I don’t want this blog to be my writing journal. Not entirely. I’m too obsessed with it, you guys. I know this. But, it’s what’s on my mind, and will continue to be until I’ve gone a lot further down the road…and maybe it will always be on my mind. Le sigh. We’ll just have to see.
I had two really nice walks with the dogs. And some really nice cuddle sessions with both of them, too. Coco, in particular, was my little buddy today. She wanted to be close to me all day. We took a big step forward on the “project” today, and that was really exciting. I got my Netflix work done a little early.
I have a TON of stuff I need to catch up on that I was looking forward to burning through this week, and I’ve definitely not been able to do that so far. But…there’s still time to make up some ground. So.
Wish me luck.
Night.