I've heard that this week is proven to be the most depressing week of the year and I admit that I am feeling it's true for me. I wouldn't say I feel depressed but I am experiencing a general dullness paired with a bit of disappointment in myself.
Every morning I make my tea and sit on the couch to write out my list of plans and goals for the day. I love this morning ritual but lately I have paired it with an evening ritual of looking at the list for the day, seeing how little I have accomplished and going to bed feeling like I'm failing. I think I set myself up for this by having unrealistic ideas about how much I could achieve once I was full time on Argyle Whale. It's probably amusing that I thought that my day job was the only thing keeping me from creating every day, making home cooked meals, having a spotless home and being a better friend and a sharp dresser!
I bet I'm not the only crafty entrepreneur who left her job and found out that there were still only 24 hours in a day.
Tomorrow I'm making a smaller list.