Sticking

Good Morning!

Man. How I wish it was Friday but alas, that wish is an act of futility.

I took a call from my daughter and then I went right to bed when I got home yesterday.

I woke up at 7, to take a call from my son and went back to bed.

But hey. I was up at 4. I did laundry, I meditated. I put stuff away. You know, same same.

Just once in my life, I want to see what I could accomplish if I fucking stayed consistent and didn’t let my “me shit” get in the way.

Per the norm, I don’t want to go to work today.

There’s huge amounts of downtime at this job but the problem is that the busy stuff comes in spurts.

And I know my time there is done but I’m still not doing the work to get the hell out of there.

At this point, I do know I’m the only one who can pull myself out of this.

I need a plan.

Well fuck that, this is me we’re talking about. I always have a plan.

I need to stick to one of them.

The biggest piece for me is accepting I’m tired, I will continue to be tired and just push through.

I know that I can’t put 8 hours of sleep together. But I can manage 6 to 6 and a half.

So I kind of like getting up at 4. So go to bed at 9 and get shit done in the AM.

The magnesium seems to be on hiatus as far as working but maybe if I stick to a bedtime plan too, my body will finally know what to expect and respond accordingly.

I don’t know.

Random thoughts and all that.

I hope you all have a good day.

Be Blessed.

Love & Light,

Neecie