I’ve been half-assing my journaling since about the time I finished my last personal journal. It’s okay, of course, to not write 3-8 pages every day, of course, but there’s a lot of stuff going on and writing it down helps me process, and I haven’t been doing that. When I felt anxious this morning, I quickly went ahead and got at least one of them done (my Start Today journal), and felt better having done at least my gratitudes.
While I’ve been writing out scripts for videos, I haven’t been filming them. I’ve harped on this for practically ever day this week. I’ll stop now.
Keeping up with schoolwork
I don’t have schoolwork, but my kids have schoolwork, and just when I think they’re getting everything done without my helicopter ways, it turns out, not so much. Thankfully, the last day of new teaching in our school district is today, and the last day for makeup work is next Friday, so my work there is almost done.
I am not saying I haven’t been getting groceries, just that I used to have a schedule, man, and the stay-at-home order has messed with that. I shouldn’t complain, because I can still buy groceries, and I am grateful for that. Well, anyway.
I haven’t been reading. I’m sad about this. After watching Starship Troopers last night, I declared I wanted to read the book. We have the book, and Elder Youth has read the book, so I feel like it’s time for me to read the book. But then this morning instead of waking early and doing that kind of thing, I slept, because…I slept because I was so focused on doing a thing a particular way, I forgot about all the other things that I could have been doing.
Aaaand that’s probably enough self-flagellation for now. There’s a bird who is trying to eat me alive, and it tickles.