The Struggle is Real, but It's Also, My Fault

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I worked the late shift tonight, and I honestly should’ve gone to bed as soon as I walked through the door, but I’m pretty terrible about going to bed. Last night was one of the worst. I got about two hours before I went to the gym and about an hour and a half after. I’m so tired which I think is part of why my decision-making skills have been so shitty tonight. I can’t actually decide to do anything.

 

I only need about 750 more words to make my goal for the month, but I think I’m going to let myself off the hook for that. As close as I am to the goal, I know maybe I should push for it, but at the same time, I just don’t feel like it. Plus, I’ve made it over my goals enough the last few months to give me a bit of a buffer. It means I’ll need to be doubly sure of meeting my goals in the future, but I had four months in a row of making my goals so if I can keep that trend I’ll be in good shape for the year. The goal was, after all, to average 600 words a day not necessarily write 600 words a day.

 

And I’m really, just so freaking tired tonight.