I started the day with SUCH good intentions.
And then I spent almost all day fiddling with my new blog design.
I’m still in my exercise clothes and unshowered at almost 3:30 p.m.
We’ve got potential buyers coming tomorrow to look at the house, so the house needs to be clean and spiffy.
Currently, it’s not. Seven people live here with five dogs. Five of those people (and all of the dogs) are male. Four of those male humans are under the age of 21. Know what that means? In Hebrew it would be called tohu va bohu, a literal mess.
I didn’t get to my writing, I haven’t done my work for the newspaper yet, mending and ironing await, and I’ve been putting off shampooing the carpet for weeks, etc. The grocery shopping, new plates for my car, and visiting the chiropractor will have to wait.
The worst part, though? The guilt.
And that guilt steals my motivation to set my hand to anything on my list! It’s a vicious circle.
Do you ever feel guilty for not meeting your OWN expectations?