My Own Worst Enemy

It's that old song and dance:

  • I start a blog/project and set off on some new idea.
  • Life happens, and I get behind a self-imposed deadline.
  • I feel discouraged and lame, and the pile of abandoned ideas grows.

I know many have trouble with this. It's really something we don't talk about; I know my own reasons involve shame and self-degredation, always feeling like a failure.

Last weekend, and early into the week, Brett and I were cleaning up the apartment thoroughly. It was time for our yearly inspection, and I wanted to make sure that we presented a good front of stability and neatness. As I sorted through one of my many bookshelves, this one with notebooks, I looked to see how many of them were blank versus how many had an idea or two near the front that had been tossed aside when I hadn't visited it in a while. The answer: more than I care to admit.

If you hadn't guessed, this is all to premise that no, I had not written all the reviews of the books I've read so far. And I currently a little behind on keeping tracking with my goal to read 52 books this year. But now is the time to stand up and dust off the shelves, and getting to reading and writing.

If I'm going to ever stop standing in my own way, I'd better learn that it's okay to not be super on top of everything 100% of the time.