Fuck me what a day.
Literally all day chasing my tail trying to get the van sorted. Only two day left until we're actually in it for a while.
If I'm honest, I had so much to do today that it was pretty hard to be concious and concentrate on my values and all that stuff.
In a way it didn't really matter. The van had to get done and that's it.
But I guess that pulls up a good point though. All of this existential analyzing of life and all that shit is kind of something you can only do when most of your shit is sorted.
Like if you're fucking hungry and you need to find food, living in alignment with your values means bugger all. Whether you are or not doesn't matter, you've still got to go out and get food.
What I did good
What I did bad
Tasks for tomorrow, to be better than I was today:
I'm not going to lie, but I can't wait until the whole 'move out' has come to an end. I've just been so busy that I haven't really had the time to spend focusing on the areas of life that I want to.
I guess I've been backed into a corner whereby if I don't do the work, then it won't get done.
Which is what it is.
What will I be doing tomorrow to be better than I was today?
I guess just pushing through. Building up a bit of that 'calused mind' that David Goggins talks about.
Although I'll be building mine up by cleaning all day, whereas he'd be running ultra marathons, so I'm not too sure if my analogy sticks.
Anyway, the house isn't going to clean itself so as much as I want to moan, it won't make things any better.