I cannot tell you how hard it was for me to get out of bed this morning. My covers felt so cozy and warm and I was sleeping so good that I actually felt a little mad when my alarm off. It felt unfair! But the bills need payin’ and I have work to do. Off to work I go and if I have any hope of making it I need to get my ass in gear and my attitude in line.
This week I’m just trying to make it. Yesterday I wrote about some of the anxiety I have been feeling around my job this week and since then I have decided the best thing to do is to keep putting one foot in front of the other and stop thinking so damn much. I know what needs to be done so I just need to do it. End of story.
Sometimes just waking up, getting out the door, and doing what needs to be done and nothing more is an accomplishment in itself. Doing over an entire week while you are freaking out about your future is quite an achievement.
Some weeks we can be amazing and get a whole bunch of shit done, some weeks we have to step beck and focus on just surviving. I used to think those were the weeks when I was I weak. I used to think weeks like that made me a failure. I think differently now though. Surviving is hard. Choosing, everyday, to keep getting out of bed and in to the harsh world is a brave thing.
Pat yourself on the back every time you do it. Then put one foot in front of the other and keep going.