Winter storms resulted in complications and delays during the first week of January, and during the second second I spent one day home with food poisoning and another day on pain medication from a diagnosis of sciatica. Throughout January and February I was dealing with a difficult situation at work that was straining both my physical and mental well-being and pretty much sucking the joy out of my life, and now that the difficult person has been fired but not yet replaced, I'm putting in way more hours at the office than I'd like. I'd planned to start a bullet journal in 2017, and I had other big ideas about places to go, people to see, and books to read. Instead, for the most part, I've just been trying to remember to take life one day at a time, one game at a time, one bite at a time — and to "just keep swimming."
Of course, none of this means that the past three months have been without joy, without fun, without accomplishment. It's just that I'm working too much, not sleeping enough, and neglecting many of the things that matter most to me.
With that as backdrop, I've decided that over the next 100 days I'm going to spend a little time writing every day!