I’ve been sick and injured, both key conditions for getting tons of work done. *sigh*
I could whine about it (wait, I think I am…) but that wouldn’t help me get anywhere, and what’s worse is that somehow I feel like it’s my fault that I’m injured and sick. Oh, that really frosts my hide. I know better, so why the guilt?
Okay, well, I know why, it’s counting down over there in the corner, so it’s not all that surprising, but still, it seems really crazy that I feel guilty for not being at the top of my game for the past week. How ridiculous.
So today, I’m going to try something. We all should give this a try (and if you are one of the few who can really make this work, let me know how): Today I am going to forgive myself, and let it go.
That’s right, for a limited time only, I’m going to let it go. I had a full seven days of under-productivity, and I’m going to write it off (hmm, maybe I can get some taxes back on it). I’m going to cut it lose and run with it. I’m going to be a person and not go crazy. I’m going to—dare I say it?—move on.
And really, this isn’t about enlightenment (I’m far too immature to reach enlightenment, more on that some other time). This is about done. I’m going to defend this semester by hook or by crook, and the only way to do that is to stop wasting time beating myself up over things that could have happened.
You know, I think I feel better already.
21 out of 200 pages done