There’s a certain comfort in knowing that no matter what you do, you will always be disappointing someone. Because, consistency.
I don’t write in my private journal often enough, but tonight I will. I wonder how much money I could get for it, if I decided to auction it off.
I’ve found some unlikely allies recently. Lately that’s been holding me together, when people I don’t know/hang out with are saying amongst themselves that I am a rock star.
Perhaps they could share with more than just me?
My friend quoted her yoga teacher yesterday and it stuck with me:
“Take 5 minutes to meditate each day. If you can’t spare 5 minutes, take an hour.”
I am so overwhelmed with everything right now. Pre-40 Goddess would have worked all night. Because, deadlines. Post-40 Goddess busted her ass as hard and as long as she could before delirium set in.
Now I have the stomach cramps from being even more behind than usual.
But that’s the thing. I’m always behind. No matter how much I do or how fast I do it.
I was in bed by 10 p.m. last night and damn it, I not only needed it but I EARNED it.
The only inevitability beyond death and taxes is that there will always be more people to disappoint tomorrow (today). At least I won’t be too tired while I do it!