It happened. For the first time this year, I completely forgot to write a post.
I missed one post earlier this year, but I knew I’d missed it. I was simply too tired to write it by the time I got back to my hotel and fell asleep. I tried to catch up over the next couple of days, but finally realized that wasn’t gonna happen.
This time, I simply forgot.
As I’ve noted, I started a new job this week, and it’s challenging and exciting. I’ll be traveling a lot, and then working from home the rest of the time. Therein lies the rub.
When I work from home, I get even more absorbed in the work and end up realizing at 3 p.m. that I haven’t eaten lunch yet. In everything I’m doing, it’s just one more thing, one more thing, one more thing before I get up to get something to drink, go to the bathroom, stretch my legs – whatever. In fact, right now, I’ve been sitting at my desk for 40 minutes instead of making my oatmeal and eating breakfast.
Problem is, I’m very absent-minded. It’s one of the reasons I was concerned about my ability to do this #YearOfWriting – would I remember to do it every day? That’s why I announced it publicly. Public pressure will help keep me going on this.
But I need to find a way to get my work done, treat myself right, and also stay true to my desires to write every day.
I don’t know if I’ll write later today. Probably not.
But we’re nearly a third of the way through the year and I’ve only missed two days. I’ll take that as a win anyway.