Today, I had to moderate a program that didn’t take me away from my desk so rather than just sit there, I dusted off the ole under desk Wirk bike. I may not be fast but I’m diligent.
And it’s also day two of NaNoWriMo:
I made it! But I will say, I am not a fan of the NaNoWriMo website words per minute counter. Because with how nuts my day can be, yes I can actually write 3 words a minute because I get interrupted. I don’t have the luxury of stretches of time to do nothing but type. I shouldn’t feel judged, but I totally feel judged.
Either way, I feel pretty damn accomplished today. And just in time for my PMS to aggrivate my existing depression and anxiety to tell me hourly how much of a worthless shit I am. I can tell those properly medicated (time to make an appoinement with my therapist) conditions that at least I accomplished my goals for the day! Woohoo!
No, seriously, I feel pretty damn good about this. Bring on tomorrow!