As I grow older - I find myself having a hard time accepting that there is simply not enough hours in the day nor days in the week to do everything I want to do on a regular basis. However, there is a fine line between not having enough time and not making the commitment to allot more time. I may wake up with the best intentions to start and/or finish something, but over the course of the day - those intentions fall into the great abyss.
There is also the mind game I play when it comes to time management. If I do X tonight, then I will have to sacrifice Y & Z so-to-speak. Usually Y & Z involve spending quality time with my wife & puppy. It's hard to say no to such beautiful creatures.
Lastly, there are the moments and days when I cannot find the motivation to do a damn thing. Historically speaking, it seems as though Sunday is the most common day this motivation suckage occurs.
One day soon - I will launch the Wordpress photo project. One day I will give this filthy blog the love it deserves. One day soon - I will spank, punish, and seize each and every day.
Sooner than later...
