November 20th 2017
Today I was supposed to start being productive with my evenings again, except I got home from work late, which meant I ate my dinner late, which meant I did my chores late, which meant I sat down late, which means it’s now half eleven and I didn’t get time to do anything with my evening.
I said the other day how I was waiting for a Monday to kickstart my motivation to be productive again, and the Monday came, and the motivation came, but the productivity didn’t. I told myself I was going to start running again this week, and I did. I went out for a 7km run at lunch. And then I said I was going to continue with my NaNoWriMo novel when I got home from work, but then it was really late, so I didn’t.
The good news is that I got a tonne of real-life, day-job work done, I just didn’t get any side-hustle evening-grind work done.
Until tomorrow, I’m on it tomorrow night, though.