The Small Stuff
It’s not all about the big milestones
It got to 6 pm yesterday and I was exhausted.
I woke up at 6 am since the clocks have gone back my body hasn’t adjusted like I hoped. I thought I’d be wide awake at 5 am (because that used to be 6 am) but turns out, my body has clawed back another hour — I’m not happy about it.
Every night I go to sleep telling myself — tomorrow I’ll get up at 5 am. I set the alarm. But then I set two more for 10 minutes after. It results in a wake-up at 6 am. Which isn’t enough time.
So I made a plan, today, today would be different.
Spoiler alert, today wasn’t different but here’s why I don’t really care.
The productivity of life
I have big ambitions in life.
Most of the time anyway. Most days I want to conquer the world, pay off my mortgage, build something cool, and be great at work. I want to live a big life you know.
But then life gets in the way, the car breaks, things don’t go to plan, I get down on myself, things start to go south.
It knocks me back for a few days and then I get this swirl of motivation and start to make grand plans again, only to fall down once more. It’s the ebb and flow of life.
