I have to accept that I will never catch up and make up the day of writing I missed.
I pushed myself too far, didn’t get enough sleep, and got more and more behind. I vowed to write two pieces in one day to make up for the day when I (partially) wrote and didn’t publish. The next day I finished that post and published it. Yesterday I wrote another, and published.
Both days, I had planned to write a second piece later in the day. But that ain’t gonna happen.
So today is the 76th day of the year, and I find myself writing post No. 75. I have to accept that this is reality and on Day 77, I will have written 76 posts.
I really wanted to make this post up, but at some point it doesn’t really matter, does it? I said I’d write every day. I missed writing one day. I can never make that up – I failed to do what I vowed at the start of the year. There’s nothing I can do to change that.
I have to accept that, and be OK with it. Things happen, life gets in the way. There’s always the next hour and the next hour and the next hour, and then it’s tomorrow.
The more important thing is that I don’t allow this to sideline me – I don’t say, “Well, I missed one day, so I’m giving up now.”
I need to recommit to writing every day this year, and I am doing that now. I need to realize that not doing what I promised myself is not an abject failure. The only true failure would be if I were to stop.
So, you won’t get rid of me so easily. I am here again and again and again.
And on day 365, expect to see post 364.