Well, right on schedule the emotional crash came after the happy feelings of the weekend. Even the noticeable progress I made in the kitchen just fades into insignificance when viewed in the overall scheme. This is what kills the momentum every time. Being able to go back and compare the “before” pictures with what it’s like now really has helped. I can see that there actually is progress. It’s still far too easy to be overwhelmed by it all and start drowning in feelings of futility, though. Adding to the mix is the fact that I’ve been away from home a fair bit this week, so there hasn’t been any further progress for a few days.
Maybe I should aim to make it all the way to the floor in front of the coffee maker table by the weekend. Does that sound like a good goal? How about the end of the weekend? That sounds more doable, I think I’ll make that my goal. I wonder if I should check the tv schedule first and see if there are any more VH1 marathons planned….