I’m exhausted, even though I got 8 hours of sleep. I woke up before my alarm, somewhat on my own, although the dog was being insistent on going out. I’ve gotten the car all packed, but want to get this out before I go, as I’ll be rolling into Chicago around 8 pm tonight, and I’m sure the last thing that I’ll want to do is write a blog post.
I really just want to lie down and, as my dad says, ‘rest my eyes’ for a few minutes. I might just do that as it’s a long trip back, although there will be many gingerbread lattes in my future.
What I’ve learned from the last 30 days:
- I am not a writer, and I’m okay with that. that doesn’t mean I don’t have things to say, but I’m not one of those people who have lovely prose. That probably made it a bit easier, as I didn’t beat myself up for phoning it in half the time. But, I did get the job done
- Who knew I’d get 110+ followers in less than 30 days? Granted, some of these were those “I’m following you because I make money at home!” kind of people, but a good number of them are real people who for some reason actually like this blog
- Writing a blog post takes a whole eff-load of time. My hat is off to people who can do this regularly, and I can see why people make it their full time job.
I’ve got 11 hours on the road ahead of me, and I’m going to need to decide what my challenge for December will be. I’m leaning towards 15 min of decluttering a day, but I have a whole mess of other habits I’d like to incorporate into my life:
- meditating daily
- another whole30/whole60
- journaling daily
- working on my social anxiety CBT
- 80 other things, I’m sure
When I get home, I’m going to do a few days on the potato hack to reset my body from all the crap I have been feeding it this week, and then I’ll likely start up another Whole60, wrapping it around new years’ eve and into January.
I guess we’ll see what tomorrow brings…