Spanish Material Day 23 - So Not Interested

Blaaaaaaaaah.  Oh my Goooooooood.  I don't waaaaaannaaaaaa.

I might sound like a nine year-old complaining about broccoli or doing the dishes, but that's how my thirty-one year-old self feels.  Like a nine year old.  Facing chores.  Or broccoli.  Waaaaaaaaah.

I came home from work today, plopped myself on the couch between my husband and my doggie, and sat.  We went through our days; we contemplated dinner; we settled for protein bars, cheesy almond crackers, sparking water, and whatever remnants of a movie were playing on TV; and we were accepting the coming evening with inevitability.

And then he went to do his evening video gaming with his friends.  I was left on the couch with a sleeping doggie and Facebook.  As I scrolled, watching videos of people who inspire others to overcome obstacles, taking quizzes of 'which color best represents me', and watching the photos of others scroll up...up...up and away, I suddenly stopped on a photo of a quote.  I like quotes, so they tend to catch my eye, but generally I glance at them and move on.  However, this one said, "Don't work for a company for 8 hours, then go home and not work on your goals.  You're not tired.  You're uninspired."  I read it and tilted my head up and down in agreement, thinking "yeah, that's about right," and then scrolled right passed it.

And continued with my day.

Then twenty to thirty minutes later I started feeling restless.  I wasn't anxious or in need of moving around, I was sitting uncomfortably in my lie.  I was that uninspired person.  I had a goal for this month, and that was to create more Spanish teaching material.  And I wasn't doing shit today.  No excuse!  So I sighed really loudly, threw a personal, mental temper-tantrum, and opened a new Word document to get started.

And I got started.  And I finished a whole new quick 40-point quiz.  And it was a constant battle of the wills to get it done.  Not one of my better days, but I can say that at least I did it.

And you know what?????  I even went on to turn off the TV and work on my book, the sequel to Living with B, for an hour and a half.  WOOT!  Here's to motivation and goals, even if the transition from inert to movement is painful.