well, we are here.
98% done for the year goals. will i hit 100%? i don’t know. i am working forward.
i want to get all my laundry done for tomorrow and i want to finish cleaning my bedroom. i keep debating if i want to add more mood lighting to it and, i’m so on the fence on it.
and, maybe clean the bathroom.
tonight feels like a night to crawl into bed and watch TV on my tablet.
i tried but i am not going to win this year’s National Journaling Month.
i am going to win for the year. i may not get a 100% on all my goals, but it will be in the high 90’s.
i have noticed that i do not take a gummy every night, i get more stressed/anxious/depressed. i didn’t really take them this weekend and man, that hit on Saturday night.
and the idea of scheduling “selfcare”/magic nights is starting to look good. i need to set a focus on what i want that to look like.
i think that need to wait till i clean off my alter space, which will be after the living room. that might happen within the next 30 days.
maybe things will be clean for New Year’s.
good morning.
it seems that my depression is getting the best of me. i’m not showering when i should and all i want to do is sleep.
i had a weekend off and none of that time was for me. even today, i have to go to The Store for reasons.
so, maybe next Wednesday then? a day off and stay home?
i am slowly working on my 2023 goals and getting that shit done. i wish i had the gumption to get up and clean more but, an inch is an inch.
it’s the fear of being better. what will happen to me if i am better. “if i show my family i am not a loser?” what will become of me then?
i need to eat breakfast.
