Short Term Goals - Posting Challenge, Day 8

(Also be sure to follow along with Tina, Jean, Krista, and Tambo as they say much more sane and less esoteric things than me!)

Today I need to post short term goals for the month. Aside from my determination to catch up and ultimately complete this challenge, I have none. I have many long term goals, such as "find a job," "move to Australia," "meet my boyfriend," "save some money," and "have a(nother) kid." Long term goals I have out the wazoo.

Even the reason for doing this blog--"write more, and better"--is a long term goal.

Perhaps I should make one. How about "meditate daily?"

I always felt my best, my most balanced when I meditated at least once a day, and I did it for a long time. But then...I got busy. I got depressed. I became disillusioned. Time, and life, started slipping away from me, and I was too sad and too despondent to get it back. So I slid into the realm writers and would-be writers know so well, the "I'll do it when I don't have 20 more important things on my plate."

Which, of course, is code for "never, but thinking I will makes me feel better about it."

Today is the 14th--the 15th, technically, but I haven't slept yet. My personal reality holds that the day doesn't end until I go comatose. I am backdating posts, catching up from my flight and subsequent post-flight rush to take care of everything else I'd neglected.

I can't meditate tonight, if I do, I'll fall asleep. No, seriously, I'm exhausted, only the desire to write between 3-5 blog posts so I can catch up is keeping my fingers to the keyboard. It's good practice for getting back into the habit of using stubbor determination when inspiration is low. But honestly, all tendencies to procrastinate aside, I have had one of two results happen when I meditate tired. The first is I fall asleep, nulling any good it might have done. The second is I jazz up, causing a sleepless night and possibly a sleepy next day.

I get little enough sleep as it is, thanks.

So, tomorrow. If you don't see some sort of note dropped on the 15th, someone yell at me, please. I offer myself up to the shame game.

Thanks.

I'll try to drop at least one note about it each day until the end of the month, and I'll try to do so in a way that bores no one. Because, dude, who really wants to hear about my visualization where I climb through the guts of a giant snake until I exit the mouth to find myself on a field of clouds facing a man who will fly me off to strange and odd places, amIright? Boring!