As you can tell, I haven’t posted a blog in a month, which is unusual because I pride myself in being punctual.
It wasn’t supposed to be a break at first. But it kind of turned into one.
After I finished NaNoWriMo, I was exhausted. I’d barely seen my wife in a month. We were both just worn out. So the week after I won NaNo, I didn’t write a word. I wore sweatpants in the apartment, slept in on the weekend, hung out with my wife, and we started watching the TV show The Goldbergs together on Hulu+ (it’s hilarious. If you haven’t seen it, check it out).
That’s lasted all month now, and it’s been amazing. It’s felt like vacation even though I’m still working 9-5. My 6pm to 1am is open and it’s so freeing.
It was some much-needed R&R. I actually haven’t written all December, and I don’t have an ounce of guilt. I’ll start back up in January. I know I’ll be just fine.
Winning NaNo has done an interesting thing: it’s restored my trust in myself.
I know, I know… that sounds like something you’d see on the front cover of a self-help book, and I’m sure Oprah Winfrey would approve of it, but I really mean it. When I set such a high goal for myself (50,000 words in a month) and I accomplished it. If I set a goal, now I know no matter how big or outrageous it is, if I really want it, I will do it.
And that knowledge is so empowering.
There’s nothing worse than setting on a journey towards a goal when you’re traveling with your worst critic: yourself. If you bog yourself down, silently doubting you’ll ever accomplish it, chances are you’ll end up listening to to that negativity and quitting early.
I know it because I’ve done that many times.
Whatever goal I set for myself in January, I know I’ll hit it.
Question(s) of the day: How have you been? Do you trust yourself to complete your goals?