Day 3 of the challenge.

[For the purpose of reposting, I have deliberately not looked into the grammar mistakes. Because excessive editting is my way of stalling the final product, which defeats the purpose of this challenge. Specifically for this post, I paraphrased the title for this reposting.]

Day 3 post of Your Turn Challenge. Interestingly, I couldn’t find my past two days post. I did but I forgot to tag it so I can’t search for it again. I spent 30 minutes, to convince myself that somehow I could find it. To be frank, I was scrolling for 30 minutes into the night, getting a little desperate that I couldn’t find my posts.

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Yet all I could do is notice the really big smile on my face. I was tired, having worked a long day. Spent a long time scrolling the webpages. While I didn’t find my posts, I know I have posted on the days I had said I would. In other words, I have started writing. I still had my work, my kids, my housework, my personal interests and some me-time to think. Amidst it all, I had started writing.

It started with a simple promise to myself and a chance encounter to post daily for 7 days on #YourTurnChallenge.

It’s now night time. Some things went my way, some things felt like their tides against me. Some things felt like fresh insights. Others felt like I was stuck in a loop.

All through that, it is now night.

But for the sole reason that I had written, I had taken an extremely small fraction of my day to do something for myself, and kept that promise, feels like an entirely well spent day. Maybe this is how it is to start ending my day exhausted, the happy kind.