Hello friends and welcome to another wily week of writing.
I’m off to a weird start this week, friends. I like to think of myself as a creature of habit (which is probably why I struggle so much to form new habits, but that’s neither here nor there), and I definitely function best with a routine. Monday mornings, in particular, I tend to think of as the foundation of my entire week and when something interferes with my regimen right off the bat, I get a little discombobulated.
Today, unfortunately, is one of those days. Or it would have been, if I hadn’t gotten a shock to the system.
I won’t go into the details as they are a little personal, but suffice it to say I realized that I really don’t have the luxury to let my whole week go because I had the poor foresight to schedule an appointment first thing Monday morning when I know I need those hours to mentally bolster myself for days to come. I don’t have the luxury of letting my delicate nerves (feeling very Mrs. Bennet now, yikes) and at times fragile mood dictate the importance of the tasks before me.
I don’t have the luxury of writing and working on a whim. I cannot, and must not, be a slave to the muse.
So, even though I feel like crap (allergies), and my usual morning routine is all out of whack, I am going to get myself on track. That’s my motivation this week.
Until next time!