It’s day 23 and this is my 20th post, so I’m at roughly an 87% completion rate so far for the 100 day challenge. I’m alright with that considering I misplaced my tracker and haven’t been ticking off the days (visual aids are extremely important when your brain is disorganized). I got one of those monthly habit trackers that goes in a circle and I fell into a pit of despair after three days. Something about missing a day just makes my neurodivergent brain give up hope. I do better with things that aren’t linear.
Right now I’m staring down my coffee table that is perpetually gathering clutter and realizing that I have to be to work in less than an hour today. I’ve come to the end of my motivation to write, and sometimes we have to accept that it’s a bare minimum kind of day and love ourselves anyway.
Creating my own sunshine 🌞