Yesterday was my day off, and that’s where I usually do all of my planning, but it was as if I hit a wall: as much as I tried, my energy level was at a record-breaking low, and not only did I not have any desire to do anything, but my mood was off. Self-doubt started setting in, people annoyed me, and before I could do anything to stop it, the old me, the masked version of myself, was hanging out at my house, and didn’t want to leave. I tried to fight it all day, but halfway through, I realized that it would be much easier to accept that it’s just one of those days, so let it pass through. And even with all that being said, I was still able to run a few miles, complete an advertisement-video-project, and attend a real estate career meeting. My usual self could do all three of those things before breakfast, before brushing my hair and putting my shoes on, but I’m still thankful that yesterday had some type of productiveness inside of it. Today is a new day.
My goal this week is to remove as much as I can from my agenda going forward. I’ve proven that I can take on many tasks and projects throughout a week, and I’m thankful that I’ve been so consistent with this, because now I can divert all of this attention to one project instead of ten. All of my focus can point towards one thing: writing a book. It’s something I’ve been talking about doing for too many years not to have written one by now. I’m hoping this is the moment I’ve been waiting for. We’ll see.