2024 Goals - November Check-In

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I'll be honest my year did not get better in November. But the end is in sight and 2025 is offering me a dubious fresh start.

Goal Updates
I've officially surpassed my 75 books goal. The other goals aren't looking as great.


November Stats

• 7 books read
• I'm not sure if comedy specials by youtubers count for my movies/tv/musicals bullet point but I did get to see the Terrible Influence Tour live, and I watched the recordings of their 3 other specials in preparation.
• I did not complete any writing things but I made decent progress on a fic I hope to finish and put out near the end of December.
  
  • I spent a total of 8 hours 24 minutes drafting 9,266 words (~18 wpm)!
• 0 crafts completed (you see how much crochet is below this? that's the same scarf. i keep frogging it and remaking it. i need to mail it a week from now. save me.)
  
  • I spent 8 hours 57 minutes on crochet
  • I spent 38 min on tatting and got nowhere
• I made 4 baked goods, including my first attempt at bagels where I didn't slice my hand! (The universe did right itself just this week, when the day before my birthday I stubbed my pinky toe on my bedframe, tripped, fell, tried to catch myself, and somehow sliced my hand open on a rug. The hand of the same arm that had allergy testing the day prior. My life is a slapstick comedy right now.)

I know I just put these out into the void with no real plan for people to see them but I'm just gonna talk into the void a little more right now. Life fricking sucks. I thought that doing this would be a nice way to show me how much I actually accomplished in a year. But to see that now-- when I'm working a 9-to-5 and should theoretically have plenty of free time-- I'm doing only as much as I was in school full time with a part time job and managing several campus political circuses kind of sucks. My health really sucks right now and I feel like it's holding me back from doing the things I really want to do. It's driving me nuts to feel like I have no access to my creative outlets AND not as much to show for the rest of my life.

 

IDK. UGH. I'm just so tired.

 

I'm trying to stay optimistic that 2025 will be a good fresh start. That I'll be able to figure out my health issues and take charge of my life and do so much more. But I'm scared that I'll set new goals for myself and completely fail because they're too high for what I can do. I feel like I'm living an icarian fate . . . even if there's some parts of that fate I wanted. Ugh,