If there’s one word I could use to describe this summer, it would be “lost.” I’m not really sure where the summer went, and honestly I kind of feel numb about most of this summer.
My cat died, and it hit me really hard. I’m not sure why, either. Usually when I’ve had pets pass on, it’s been sad, but not so overwhelming. So, yeah, that threw me into a tailspin where I stopped caring about eating right and exercising, but enough is enough. I started back to exercising today, and I’m also back to measuring and monitoring what I’m eating. It’s soooooo super exciting.
One positive thing I did this summer was to write the first draft of what I hope will turn into my first real book. I started working on the second draft this week, and am doing my best to not get all perfectionist about it.
And that’s how I lost my summer.