October

This last month has been a mix. On a few occasions I had more than I should, but I won't beat myself up about it. They were safe nights, semi-planned (in that I knew there was the distinct likelihood of having at least one more than necessary), and actually rather looked forward to. The knowledge that I could start early and end late and take a nap in the meantime gave me the freedom to say Fuck It.

No harm done, is what I mean.

However. Time to tighten up, batten down the hatches, and pay attention. I know how easily it could slip into "Hey, it's Tuesday. Fiesta!" and no one needs that.

I like the feeling of waking up and feeling fresh and in control. I appreciate my forgiving side, but I don't want to give myself an easy ride. Some slack this last month was expected and planned for, but I don't want to go back to questioning my decisions or grumping at myself, even if it's for only five minutes in the shower.