So yesterday was my first down day. I got up, got to a coffee shop for 8.30am and sat down to crack into the day. Great! I thought I was getting into a flow 8.30am for coffee, write a blog post, post a photo to Instagram and start on the emails. Everything was going great until I said yes to that second 3 shot latte, something that always cripples me is too much caffeine. Now I love coffee, I gave up alcohol and caffeine in the summer last year and I missed Coffee more than the booze.
This week had been about sending a ton of emails to potential new clients, I have worked out a system that gives me access to email addresses of people who work for agencies that I want to work with. This week had started well, with plenty of emails being sent. I think I had done a good 150 emails.
So yesterday when I got home, on a small buzz from the caffeine overload. I got into my room, to my desk and started to load the work up and I just couldn't get started. This started to dig into me, I was getting wound up that I couldn't do it. I was in theory beating myself up.
This is probably not helped with suffering with depression, I started to doubt myself and dug in deeper into my own head. Anyone with depression will know exactly what I'm talking about, it's a bloody horrible place to be.
When I'm low, two things happen. I get into bed and watch crap TV while surfing Facebook video's, it’s a pure attempt to hide away from the world. The other is I eat crap! Yesterday I had two
The day had truly beaten me.
The idea of this project FREE65 is to push myself to work harder everyday, to work as hard as I would if I had a boss hanging over my shoulder. To treat being a freelancer like everyone treats their 9-5s, getting up and doing it
Much love, as always