… is what I told myself Saturday.
Friday consisted of work, helping my mom, a gig, and a long drive home. Saturday consisted of errands, a gig, and a long drive home. I could complain about how tired I am… but I won’t.
I won’t complain because I signed up for it - I decided.
As a result of my decisions, I didn’t have energy to write yesterday and many of the other things I do to keep myself healthy. Was that a product of the day? No. It was a product of a decision.
Holding ourselves accountable is not meant to be an awful and painful experience of self-loathing and blame; I see it as a retrospective of sorts.
A chance to reflect on a decision and wonder: what worked and what didn’t, and how I might do better next time.
Hopefully, I’ll have several hundred more weekends in my lifetime yet to live. I have several hundred (hopefully more) to make better decisions and get progressively better each time.
