I want to write
I want to read
I must not dilly dally
I have people to feed
Okay, in all seriousness, I’m going to write with little editing. I have to catch up on blogs that I enjoy reading, and I do have a lot on my plate.
Crap, I don’t even know how to express what I want to say.
Something that I think was holding me back from embracing my recovery was facing the destruction my actions, or lack thereof, left behind.
I have a huge task in front of me, and I’m having difficulty knowing where to start. I’m spinning my wheels, and I’m hoping my therapist’s words will sink in and that I will find success…
…by doing one little thing, and the next, and the next…..
I have to admit that I’m focusing on that big picture, and I’m finding myself returning to the standard of berating myself because I’m not accomplishing anything.
I am accomplishing something!
It’s still early, but I got out of bed, fed the animals, and had several cups of coffee. To some, that is a routine. To others, that is an accomplishment.
The most beautiful thing I was met with this morning was sunshine! All week has been foggy and miserably damp, which reminds me of home in Seattle. However, I only need one day to remind me of home, it doesn’t take of week.
I’m off to set a priority, and a small step to reach the goal–the small goal. Then move on to the next goal. Rome wasn’t built in a day—or so the peasant says.