I'm sitting at home nervous to go out. I'm picturing where I want to go and feeling the fear of going there. So here I sit. Trying to feel better but getting nowhere. As I sit I feel the guilt of not working welling up. Which is worse? Both affect me and many other people. I need to find the courage and go. It's so easy to put off but at the same time not. I mean, yes, I am sitting at home not doing it but it's not because I don't want to. It's because I'm afraid and would rather sit at home in my cocoon safe and secure. However, I feel like Hilary will be frustrated with me when she wakes up. As she should be. I have a job and I should be doing it. I have nine left to hand out. I need to go somewhere and hand them out.
Okay, so I have motivation through accountability. I'm meeting David at Southcenter to pick up some more handouts. Then I will go hand a bunch out in Ballard and Wallingford. I will work from when I get there till 7:45. That sounds good.





