Well, it happened.
I completely forgot to write a blog post yesterday.
I thought about it a couple of times, but was so busy doing other things I eventually just forgot all together.
When the realization hit around 5am this morning, I was overwhelmed with a number of emotions, the main one being disappointment in myself. Anger with myself, too, but mostly just really disappointed. It’s a worse feeling, anyway, right? Most of us would prefer for someone to be angry with us than disappointed in us, if we could choose. In my mind I was even trying to make excuses for myself – to myself – before realizing how ridiculous and ineffective that was. So I took Brody for a walk and went back to sleep for a bit.
I have to go for my MRI soon, so will write more when I get back. Not that two posts today would make up for missing yesterday, but the funny thing is that I really WANTED to write about yesterday. A ton of things happened, and a few in particular I am eager to examine here. Not all good, but also not all bad, so finding the balance will be key, as always.
For now, I will just note that I am still disappointed, still…grumpy, if not exactly angry…but that I also recognize that A) I can’t do anything to change it now, B) it’s far from the end of the world, and C) this is my blog so I accidentally broke one of my own rules and while it sucks in theory, it’s a tiny detail that means very little in the grand scheme of things. Trying to find excuses or ways to make up for it are far less important than the act of just moving on, and so that’s what I’m going to do.
To be continued.