It’s day 33 of 100 days 1 dress. I’ve been wearing the same dress every day for the last 33 days (yes, I wash it, and yes I can still wear my pajamas to bed). It’s a super comfy dress, and well made to boot, BUT I’m coming face to face with my neurodivergent, ADHD brain. One hundred days feels like an eternity, and even thought this challenge is technically not hard and makes getting dressed and doing laundry a lot more convenient, I still want to chuck this dress in the pool and set it on fire. Why? Because I have trouble doing anything for a long period of time. I want change for the sake of change, adventure for the sake of adventure. I long for the next shiny new thing. That’s precisely why I’ve set my mind to this challenge - to prove to myself that I truly can commit to one thing for 100 days and not die. The world will not cease to turn and the universe will not suddenly stop presenting other opportunities because I am finishing this thing.
Right now, I’m exhausted and 100% ready for bed at 8 pm. Why? I’ve been up since 5:30 a.m. seizing the day. Not having to do laundry all the bloody time and not having to figure out where I put my pants or what I’m going to wear has freed up a surprising amount of space in my head and my schedule. I’ve taken to decluttering, cooking macaroni, and drawing. Who knows what else I’ll feel like doing in another 67 days, right?
Creating my own sunshine 🌞