Things I’ve Done Today Instead of WritingThings I’ve Done Today Instead of Writing

I am supposed to be writing today.

I have some free time, around my nine-to-five job and all my other responsibilities, and I decided a while ago that I was going to dedicate this time to writing. I have some articles to get done and I’d like to be more motivated when it comes to writing, anyway.

So, today, I am supposed to be writing.

So far, I have not written much.

I started with a blank Word document. I set up some YouTube music videos so I had some pleasant background music to keep me focused. I even had some notes I’d made before about what I wanted to write.

They weren’t very full notes, they definitely needed expanding before they were enough to be considered real articles. But they were a starting point nonetheless.

I stared at them, a little vacantly.

I even jotted a couple of extra points down to help me expand.

Then I got up and did something else.

Since then, I’ve done basically everything I could’ve done apart from what I said I was going to do today.

I found my passport.

I hoovered my bedroom.

I booked tickets for a show for a friend’s birthday.

I tidied up the stuff cluttering up my bookshelves.

I put a load of laundry in to wash.

I bought everything I needed to make my lunch for the working week ahead.

I made sandwiches for the first couple of days of the week.

By anyone’s standards, I had a productive day. On any other day, I would be proud of the things I have managed to get done. I got a lot done in time I easily could have wasted playing video games or telling myself that this next one is definitely the last YouTube video I’ll watch before I get on with something.

But I did not do what I wanted to get done. I did everything else instead.

But still. Here I am. Writing. In the end, I got round to it. So far, I haven’t written anything on my list of things to write, but maybe that’s a good thing. I’ve still got a full list to work from next time, on top of what I’ve done today.

I suppose, ultimately, some days just don’t go how you planned them, but that doesn’t make them bad days. It just makes them different. Unexpected. A surprise.

Perhaps even a nice one.

So I might not have written as much as I wanted to. Or on a topic I wanted to. But it’s okay. Everything else I’ve got done today means I have more time to work later on in the week.

Even though it hasn’t gone anything like I’d hoped, I can accept today for what I’ve achieved and be happy enough with that.

Kirstie Summers,

Daily Zen.

Author Bio – Kirstie Summers is journalist whose day job takes her to all the most interesting places and events in South London. She also freelances for a number of sites and publications, from gaming and literature reviews to creative fiction. She lives in London and spends as much of her free time as possible making the most of being in such a diverse city. She keeps one day a week to herself to swim, relax and keep the stress of the world at bay.