I've been playing a game of tag with Time lately and I'm always "it".
I have good intentions, I start my mornings and/or Mondays saying, "Today/this week will be better! I won't waste time!"
Almost without fail, though, something unexpected happens: an event I have to attend or an unexpected visit I have to be a part of. Too often (practically always), it makes me throw up my hands. Sigh, "My good intentions were thwarted! What's the point now?" And like that, my vim is gone; I allow myself to slip back down to inefficient placidity.
I had such a day today. One where I wanted to get things accomplished, as a precursor to the rest of the week, and, of course, the day was essentially a bust.
But, I refuse to give up; I have things to do, and I will get them done, regardless of the extraneous tasks and commitments clamouring for my attention.
I will make progress on my book, I will catch up in my Grammar course, I will respond to correspondences, I will journal, I will clean my room, I will finish that song, and I will do everything else that is slipping my mind at the moment.
...Apparently, inspiration and a can-do attitude fill me tonight. I'm glad! A little leery, but glad.
I will try my hardest to catch and hold every hour that comes my way, if not second.
It's on. *nods*
(P.S. This blog post was completely unplanned till it started writing itself about 30 minutes ago. For some reason, my desire to blog is very strong right now. Of course, the time when I feel I have nothing to say! My mind is very perverse.)
{Screenshot from the film "Before Sunset", and was found on tumblr, undoubtedly.}
