Shame!
Sunday night I hit 230 pages, went across the street because my favorite bar tender was working, got trashed, went home, sicked, and passed out. I didn't make my goal of 232. Thankfully the original goal for the week was only 225 pages, but I'm still pretty disappointed with myself.
If I'd written two pages and then somebody stole my laptop and deleted them, I'd be pissed off. So, it stands to reason that I should be pissed off at myself for not getting the work done. I could rationalize that the situations are different, because there's a big difference between having something and having it taken away, and not ever having it at all. But there's not a big difference. There's a legal difference. There's a psychological difference. There's possibly a moral difference. But, as far as the words on the page are concerned, there's no difference, so any difference is not a "big" difference in my book.
So, no more of that nonsense. Not saying I'm giving up drinking (hahaha), I'm just not going to let myself get in the way of myself.
And just to check in...last night I got 4 pages written, taking me up to 234.
The goal to get to by Sunday night is 255.
21 more to go, and with Thanksgiving coming up, this could get tough. But, there are definitely enough hours in the day to do it (hell, there are enough hours in Sunday after I get home from the airport), so the Holiday will be no excuse.
If I'd written two pages and then somebody stole my laptop and deleted them, I'd be pissed off. So, it stands to reason that I should be pissed off at myself for not getting the work done. I could rationalize that the situations are different, because there's a big difference between having something and having it taken away, and not ever having it at all. But there's not a big difference. There's a legal difference. There's a psychological difference. There's possibly a moral difference. But, as far as the words on the page are concerned, there's no difference, so any difference is not a "big" difference in my book.
So, no more of that nonsense. Not saying I'm giving up drinking (hahaha), I'm just not going to let myself get in the way of myself.
And just to check in...last night I got 4 pages written, taking me up to 234.
The goal to get to by Sunday night is 255.
21 more to go, and with Thanksgiving coming up, this could get tough. But, there are definitely enough hours in the day to do it (hell, there are enough hours in Sunday after I get home from the airport), so the Holiday will be no excuse.