Small bites

Bring it. Every DAMN day.

I've started p90x 8 days ago. I've honestly missed one workout, I made it up, but that day still sits there. So today when I almost didn't do my workout, I put my shoes on. Even though I didn't want to. Even though I could have done something else with my time, less worthwhile.

Now I sit here with my laptop, writing, while there's laundry being done and a dishwasher running. This day could have gone very differently. I'm grateful that it went the way it did.

I had my first creative writing class yesterday. It's the first official class I've taken on this subject. I'm so glad I did though. It's going to be an excuse to write and work on this craft that's been sorely neglected.

I have alot to be focused on, in truth, that is when I'm happiest. This time though, these are all things I want to be doing.