February: where did it go?

Valentine's Day also happens
around this time - or so I've heard.

This happens to me every year. February comes, it's the down-time after Christmas and New Year, it's not quite Easter and I lie to myself. It will be fine, I say. You've got loads of time to achieve the things you want to this month. It's probably a leap year as well, and that means, what, another 24 hours to be awesome? (Spoiler: it's not a leap year).

I haven't quite managed to accomplish this month's goal. And by 'quite', I mean I completely forgot about my WIP and it's gathering dust. Whoops. I do intend to finish it properly this year, I guess I was just overly ambitious with my expectations.

The maximum word count is 8,000.
Missed it by that much.

Dissertations are long. I can't wait for my course to be over (just 9 weeks to go!). The stress is getting to me, if it hasn't already. The longer I spend making footnotes, the more I can feel my soul losing the will to go on. Especially after noticing I was over the word count, cutting it down, then making points stronger until I was even MORE over the count than ever. It cut deep to have to snip out entire chunks of work.

On the upside, at least I did not set myself a goal for this month. I'm not sure how well I'd cope. Roll on, April!