Here we are at the end of the month. The National Novel Writing Month of 50,000 words, late nights and extreme writers block.
I am going to go ahead and tap out this month. I only completed 5,000 words, with 45,000 more to go! This is not a fail but a work in progress. Writing a novel in a month was a bigger task than I anticipated. I somehow thought I could work two jobs, keep up inventory for craft shows, obtain a social life and write a book all in 30 days. Oh, and sleep.
Excuses they are not! They are a lessons. I have been busy this month, more busy than most. But God has definitely taught me something, something I already knew. I have ADHD.
Diagnosed with it several years ago taking it into consideration for simple tasks, mostly for focusing in school. Never considering it for larger things in life like; jobs, hobbies or relationships. I am guilty of being the person that gets very excited about something, goes full force and then quits. Then coming back to the "wonderful idea/hobby/decision" or whatever it may be a few months later. I have known this about myself for a year now and am slightly frustrated that it took 23 years to figure out.
Anyways, back to me trying to make a point.
God is teaching me my rhythm. Having ADHD at times I like to have a lot going on, other times I want to work on one thing or rest. This month was a time for a lot going on. Honestly, now that it's coming to a close I'm feeling like I need to get back to bed and rest! Luckily, God loves me to bits and pieces and is giving me a nice breather next week. (Vacation time and done with crafting for the year! Woot!)
I had a discussion with a wonderful woman two weeks ago about God knowing her rhythm. I've been very blessed by that conversation. While God has been with me all along; in the ups and downs, busy times and resting ones, He knew what I needed in order to function best. Now that I'm learning how I operate best I've been able to use my time wisely and take advantage of the little things in life. Also, now that I know this about myself I've been less stressed and been about to see the bigger picture. I finally feel normal having two jobs, craft shows, writing and different groups. This is me, this is my normal. It's crazy, but beautiful.