Sadly lacking in energy, enthusiasm or motivation this evening.
We had Little Miss’ birthday party this morning, and while it was a beautiful time in the sunshine enjoying the park with family and friends I am now exhausted – this despite taking a Nanna nap this afternoon.
I am also regretting the whole 31 days decision for real now, I have hit the post decision low. I made the decision to write for 31 days while I was on holiday. Life was easier, Mr was around, we were out of the everyday flow of life. But this week with all the other things on my plate I have found it a bit like a further burden on my shoulders. I have also hit the self-doubt phase of any challenge. “Do I really have the skills to do this? Is it really worth while? Does anyone really care? Do I?” and the real kicker … “Would anyone notice if I stopped?”
But that’s not the point … I’d notice, I’d know. Part of the reason I took this on anyway was to make myself write every day and see what happened. I think what’s happening is I am learning something about writing through the self-doubt, and learning something valuable about me.