Would That I Might

I had every intention of making today a better day in terms of my work schedule, but it was not to be.  For once, it was actually a result of outside influences, and not my own choices.  I spent the morning, from 7:30  or so until nearly noon, driving my Mother around, and then had to deal with a home repair for the rest of the day.  I am hoping that tomorrow will be more conducive to getting work done during the day.

It Is All Blank Nothing is painted upon the walls inside my mind tonight, but even these empty rooms are worth exploring.

Well, I am still stuck in the same pattern.  I have to be up early tomorrow, so that may provide an opportunity for me to get myself working earlier.  I am still getting my work done, but I know that getting back to my regular schedule would still make a positive difference.

I Hear You Asking if I am happy with this, but experiences proves that expressing an actual opinion will only prove that I am never happy and just want to upset you.

The vicious cycle of working late keeps striking.  Tomorrow morning.  Generally this has resulted in my not writing in the morning.  I need to shift this pattern, but doing so is not as easy as wanting to do so.  Why is it so difficult to get back my old schedule?  It seems even harder than building the habit was in the first place.

Tomorrow Night they promise fireworks everyone is excited, consider the disappointment of the rain storms they have forecast for the coming evening.

It is still proving diffiacult to get myself back in my old groove.  Today was a rough day in other ways, which not only took my motivation but also made me feel a bit justified slacking off.  But I did my work, and it is far earlier than last night, so that feels like progress, even if it is imperfect.