DAY 17: Not Planning Is Planning To Fail

Not Planning Is Planning To Fail I forgive myself that I haven't accepted and allowed myself to continue with a structure that allows me to plan my day, and monitor my progress. I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist planning for the day. I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to think/believe that planning is not important. I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not see/realise/understand that if I don't plan, I plan to fail. I commit myself to plan out my day I commit myself to monitor and track my progress.

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