It’s nearing midnight on January 22nd. I’ve been sitting here for a few hours trying to figure out what I’m supposed to do. I’ve got 3 or 4 posts in my draft folder that need attention and a few ideas I could be write about.
However I’m sitting here writing an email and listening to some old school jams via YouTube. I seem to be in a funk and this isn’t the first time. It’s the beginning of the year and with so many thoughts and ideas running through my head, I don’t know where I’m supposed to begin.
Instead of working on those unfinished posts, I sit and zone out. Last night, I watched the final episode of Friends because what else can I do at 1am.
Perhaps it’s because I’m so invested in purging my photo library that I don’t want to do anything else. I could say that I’m researching but let’s face it, by the time I can actually sit and do anything, I’m too tired.
I just spend an hour trying to get Miss C to go to bed without me. She finally agreed to go lay down with daddy but now that bed is looking real comfy.
Perhaps it’s just me. I had the chance to catch up with an friend earlier this week and we both came up with the conclusion that we are holding ourselves back. We keep making excuses and putting our everyday duties ahead of our much needed down time. I was so excited to have Miss C start school that I scheduled my days to maximized my time. The only thing is that I burned myself out, went too fast and ended up even more tired and in pain (from running).
Realizing this, I am forcing myself to take time off and it’s because I did so much at the beginning of the school year, I can actually do this. As I mentioned in my last post, my house is somewhat in ok shape. That means, I don’t have to spend the entire day cleaning and can take 2 hours to actually sit and rest. I am going to force myself to stop, relax and do me. If you follow me on Instagram, you know I went into the city center last week and posted a few videos on my “story”. There will be more to come as I try to work on some projects. I am even forcing myself to dedicate one day to working on blogging or doing NOTHING but reading. That’s hard for me since I am constantly thinking of what can be cleaned but it has to be done.
I’m tired of “waiting for inspiration”. I hate the fact that I’m a procrastinator and it stops NOW.
For now, I’ll ask you to be patient while I finish up those posts sitting in my draft folder and come follow me on Instagram.