Fighting the good fight

Jun 01, 2005

Yesterday was a very broken up day. A lot of different errands and things that we’d been putting off had to be done. Example, picking out tiles and flooring for the addition. Cool that we’re that close, but it was just one more thing that broke up my work day. Early evening found me with only notes written in my notebook while I was waiting at the allergist. Very disappointing. So I sat my butt down and did the absolute minimum — four pages. Four pages is what I try to do when the day has gone to hell in a frantic, time consuming basket. Just four pages to keep the flow going, and not loose momentum. Frankly, far from beating myself up that I didn’t do ten pages or more like normal, I was quite pleased with my four pages, because it meant that I had fought the good fight. Maybe I didn’t slay the dragon yesterday, but it didn’t get me either. Call it more a draw until next time.