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I got back home from getting a haircut, saw my daily reminder email to write my 750 Words (a daily writing journal site). Then a sudden realisation came over me, ‘shit’ I forgot to write my journal yesterday. Well, there were a few other words too.

Well no big deal, it is just one day. However, I was on a mission to write the 750 words each day for whole year without missing a single day. I was on 171 days of that mission, and forgot. So nearly half way to the target.

I have now set up a daily alarm on the phone to remind me.

Initially, after the annoyance had gone, I felt a little demotivated, the thought of having to start the streak again from zero and write every day from now for nearly 6 months, just to get back to day 171, was fairly uninspiring.

A few moments of reflection and then, really, does one day matter? Even at the end of 365 days, if I have written 364 days, missing just one, then that is still a big achievement, and that achievement is important to me and no one else.

That is the thing with goals and targets, we make the rules, and success is a personal thing, and the outcome is what matters to us.

I would have previously allowed missing one day to put a downer on things, I would have beaten myself up and in some cases given up on the goal.

There is no good dwelling on it, we are all human, and it is the overall outcome that matters, not one small part.

Well, before writing this blog, I have just completed today’s 750 Words, I am still on my mission and I have written 172 days out of 173 and I have another 193 days to complete the year.

Never let a set back effect the overall outcome, whether big or small.

10pm and here I am

For the first time since starting this 750 words I nearly forgot to do it, so here I am at 10pm on Friday, sitting to write.

This will not be a pretty one to be honest, I was just having a late Friday shot up on GTA5 and while waiting my turn, I was quickly flicking through Facebook. I had my usual daily fix of Disney Florida courtesy of Brad Burton’s Instagram, then some mad cat posts (Dee, Nikki or Nick), a couple of mentions of shit/sausages from Neil Sayer and then I saw my mate Bernie Mitchell in his usual 5.15 daily pic. Then bingo!!!

The light bulb went on – shit haven’t done my 750 words today, as it was Bernie who introduced me to it.

So thanks Bernie, otherwise my charge to become a Phoenix (100 days in a row) would have been re-set to zero. Phew.

OK so that’s 148 words used up, now what?

Cat pictures, funny photo galleries of people doing stupid things, maybe a quiz to see which fish you are like, if only I was having to update my Facebook status instead of writing.

187 words done………uh oh could this be the first time that I am going to draw a blank and get writes block.

Nah, I am a pro now, I can type pages of shit and at a rapid rate now. Although, I have learnt that my spelling is so bad that I struggle to get a sentence down without any words being underlined in red.

However, spelling really doesn’t matter so much anymore, as people realise that we type stuff on the go, on screens the size of a small thing, that’s not very big for typing, well smart phones. It is difficult to type properly too with the tiny keyboards.

So just hit 300 words.

I am really going to struggle now to be honest with 450 more words. Shit, that does seem a lot when I already feel that I have been typing away for ages.

This evening I watched Kill Bill 2 with my son, while Mrs D and Emma watched films that had Abba as a soundtrack, steer clear of those sort of films is my recommendation. I just checked to see what they are watching, it is a programme on Abba – LOL.

I always had a soft spot for the blonde one when I was a kid.

Well, that’s used up another 100 words.

This week has been a real winner in many ways, one of my big goals that I set myself for the end of the year is looking well on the way to being job done, which is a great feeling, especially as it is the result of many, many months of hard work. But I know that if you keep going on these things, good things will eventually come.

Another project, that I started just over a year ago, is now entering a new phase now and about to move forward big time. I have got a really important meeting lined up for it and that again has come about by consistently getting out there and building my network.

People often look at others who achieve things and they conclude, as they haven’t seen or appreciated all the hard work that goes on, that they were lucky or just happened to be in the right place.

Well that can happen sometimes, but rarely, it’s more likely to be because you make the effort to turn up regularly that things happen.

OK 170 words to go…….do I know any jokes? film quotes? poems? Blank.

Anyway back to my great week, Abba Dancing Queen is playing the background, it has been just one of those few days where things have fallen into place and you get on a roll, as your confidence and buzz goes sky high.

The thing is, when you keep doing the daily things over time you get momentum and then that’s when you just have to focus on not easing off. This is something I have been guilty off in the past, things go well, get some results, then ease up, put my feet up and enjoy the success.

However, this is when complacency can set in and then, without you realising it, over a period of time as you do less and less of the daily things that brought you that success, things all of sudden dry up. Then building up the momentum is hard – stop 750 words.