So I kinda didn’t make a deliberate post last week because I’d already whined about my executive dysfunction.

(Side note: I like that there is a term because it sums up in two words what I mean. On the other hand I hate using that term because it feels like an excuse. Like intellectually I know that I literally couldn’t do it even though I wanted to, but that little voice in the back of the head won’t shut up about being lazy).

Anyway, to be honest I nearly didn’t make a post this week because #same

There are 7 days in a week right? So how do they do this disappearing act thingy? Like thinking about the upcoming week and each day there seems to be a lot of them and then BAM, looking back I feel like I blinked and it’s Friday again.

I would love to say I don’t have the time but I totally do. This week was just a total loss in terms of getting anything done. I had an essay due in today and I submitted it with about 10 minutes to spare because I didn’t start writing it until 2 hours beforehand. What had I done all morning? Nada, zip, nothing.

It’s been that kind of week.

I want to write. I think about writing in every minute when it’s impossible for me to write. Then the moment I sit down TO write *crickets*

This is not the kind of status post I wanted to be writing. Honestly I was hoping to give some concrete progress. Like I outlined this story, and wrote x amount of words, and this chapter is drafted etc. etc. Yeah … nope.

Maybe next week.