There's nothing particularly special about my 219th sticker, except that it probably should have happened sometime in June. I look at a project like this and give myself a lot of grief for not getting myself to do it everyday. However, I should be proud of all of the breakthroughs and knowledge I have gained at every step.
This hasn't been easy. There are distractions at every turn. I doubt myself. I talk myself out of it. My living situation drains me physically and mentally. I panic. I become frozen with thoughts of inadequacy.
Sometimes though, I can shake it all off. I become aware of resistance. I remind myself that I only have today to do today's work. I put something (good or bad) on the page. I do the work.