My biggest accomplishment by far was cleaning the kitchen--and I mean cleaning! My aunt and I went through the spice cabinets and refrigerator and threw out two trash bins of expired food and other nastiness. My second biggest accomplishment was finishing a very crucial chapter to my Coffin stories. But even though I felt I did nothing but work the whole week, it didn't seem like much got done. Pieces, but not the whole.
So this was a typical day. Wake up at 8:00. Eat breakfast, play around on candy crush, start writing by 8:30-9:00-ish. Finish by 2:00-3:00. Spend the afternoon cleaning the kitchen and/ or shopping for household items. Make dinner from 5:00-6:00. Eat, do dishes. It's now 7:00. Relax until 7:30. Spend from 8:00-11:00 researching publishing, blogging, or making cards. Rest an hour, go to bed.
I severely underestimate how long it takes me to do everything, then I get mad at myself for not doing enough. But this week, I've resolved to get over that and stop demanding so much of myself. Healthy self-esteem, like my desire to clean, comes and goes in spurts. Life quickly wears down the sparkle and order all too soon becomes a mess.
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