Recognize improvement even if it’s small

I planned on waking up at 5 am today, but due to going to sleep too late last night, I didn’t wake up until 5:40. 

I wanted to lift weights for 40 minutes today but I only made 30. I wanted to run 5 miles but I only had time for 3. And I wanted to get to work starting at 9 am (my job is flexible with start times but I prefer to keep it then) and park in the close parking lot, but I didn’t arrive on campus until 9:30 and I had to park in the farther away lot. 

I also planned to read scriptures, log my workout, and do Drawabox as well before leaving for work. I didn’t have time for any of it. Hopefully I’ll fit it in after work — but the last few days I didn’t. 

I have ALWAYS had this problem. I have never been able to stick to schedules properly, causing me to be constantly late and always behind on the things that are important to me, but I refuse to give up. Even so, it can get discouraging. Especially now — “you’re only taking 1 class this semester?! What?!” No, I’m taking 2, but one of them is band, plus I’m working on the film but not enrolled. And I need to understand how to finally get my skills off the ground, and how to finally manage my time properly. And I still don’t have a summer internship and I NEED to focus on that because I’m running out of money again. 

The important thing is recognizing progress when you see it. I didn’t get to work until 9:30 this entire week. But this time, today, I managed to fit in a good workout beforehand. If I can get consistent with that, then all I have to do is get to sleep on time and wake up on time. Then I’ll get there. I will finally be punctual, after all these years of failing at it. We are always closer to our dreams and goals than we think. 

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