I'm not expecting too much of myself right now. Izzy passed away Wednesday morning last week, so I took the rest of the week to grieve and recover. As a result, I didn't accomplish all of my goals for the week.
It's easier now, but I still don't feel back to normal. My motivation is completely shot.
We've done a few things we hadn't been able to in the last couple of months while we were taking care of Izzy, like going to a movie, or having a drink in the evening. (We didn't dare drink much while we were taking care of Izzy because we had to feed her late at night, and we couldn't afford to be tipsy while feeding her.) It's been nice, but also sad, because I never wanted those things enough that I would have chosen to lose her.
The one thing I have been more or less successful at is writing nearly every day. In some ways it's become my retreat from reality.
I'm going to still go easy on myself, but I'm also going to try to start getting back into a schedule again.
- Write every day
- Get caught up on cleaning
I don't think I'm going to try to accomplish more than that. I think that's enough.
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