I’m pleasantly surprised to see I’ve already made it through 17 days of these daily scribbles.  Heck, I wasn’t sure I’d get beyond the first week.  As I’ve said before, consistency is not my strong point and the only thing I’ve ever been consistent with is eating too much chocolate.

If only that was actually a good thing.

I can only ever work at things and be productive in short patches and then I drift.

And I’m not happy when I’m drifting.

You don’t get anywhere fast by drifting, nor do you have any say in the direction you’re heading; the very definition of the word is to be carried slowly by air or water… or lack of willpower in my case.

And I understand that there can be great value at certain times in ones life to drift and process all the blah blah blah.  Let’s face it, if you’re stuck in a bit of a rut and you’ve been there a while and you’d quite fancy making some changes, then you really need to do more than just drift.

Maybe drifting is fun if you’re a stoner, or if you’re processing big things and getting ready to take the next big step.  But drifting is a bit crap if you’re not keen on spending the next twenty years of your life living exactly the way you’re living it now.

Then, drifting becomes depressing – much like this post has.  Eeyore would be slitting his throat reading this (if depressed toy donkeys could read of course).

So HEY!

Let’s change things up a little and end on a cheery note cause nobody likes a moaning muppet:

Positive!  I have pretty purple nails (which somehow equates to me being a human of real self-worth)

Positive!  I haven’t eaten my body-weight in chocolate today (yet….)

Positive!  Thanks to a turbo-powered metabolism, I can indeed eat my body-weight in chocolate and yet stay ridiculously and inexplicably skinny.

Now that’s positive thinking for you.

Ciao darlings!

Lizzie xxx