“Neither fire nor wind, birth nor death can erase our good deeds.” — Siddhartha Buddha

Some days, you have to remember what you have accomplished in the past and not dwell on what you didn’t. Yesterday was a crash and burn day for me. I worked from home, which would usually mean I could sneak in a few hundred words during the course of the day and then there would be lunch, all of which would put me in a good position for the evening.

That was the plan, anyway. What I ended up with was a madhouse of the day, calling in to meetings, solving problems, working through lunch, and feeling completely drained by the time I logged off at the end. The last thing I wanted to do at that moment was sit in front of yet another screen, so I curled up on the couch with my knitting and a healthy dose of Law & Order: UK. Nice, straight knitting where I didn’t have to think about what I was doing. The intent was to get back to the writing later that evening and bang out those words. Except…

I did manage 505 words, which, considering the quality of my typing at that point, wasn’t a bad thing. With what I’d managed to build up extra over the first four days, I am only some 400 words behind, so today is a new day and I’m going to try to make up those words. That’s an important part of this November exercise; that we get up each morning and no matter what happened the day before, we try again.