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Week 4: January is Gone, Time to Freak Out and Judge Myself
What am I doing?
Why am I doing this?
This is dumb.
It’s hard.
The worst part is it’s self-imposed.
It’s going nowhere.
No one cares.
No one is paying attention.
You don’t have to do this.
If you quit now, no one could blame you.
What’s the point?
Welcome back to my 50 for 50 journey — a deliberate exploration of intentional living and meaningful moments as I approach the milestone of turning 50. It’s Week Four; count down with me.
I’m a month in, and I’m feeling foolish. It’s good I didn’t pay someone for this, or I would have some major buyer’s remorse.
Last night was our youngest’s birthday (see celebrations). So after I did all the things to prep for the party and baked a cake (see recipes), I said, I have to do a Pam (see Pams), then we can sing Happy Birthday.
My husband laughed and asked, Now? Do you have to do a Pam now? I did. If I had waited, I would have let myself off the hook, and it was only 15 minutes anyway.
