I woke up late, read a Vanity Fair article, wasted time on-line, prepared for my Kaplan audition, went to the audition, exercised, ate dinner, talked to Dan for a long time on the phone, and wrote out a comprehensive "to-do" list. After this I'm reading and going to bed.
I used my day decently, but not great. Waking up late was shameful, and I neither enjoyed nor was advanced by the VF article. I moved too slowly after dinner, and I probably spoke too much on the phone. At least I gave a good effort at the audition, exercised, and compiled my list. Those were virtuous things.
While compiling my list, I was running into the problem of trying to make reality fit a "system". This is a familiar theme in the virtue blog ring. Eventually I gave up on trying to classify each item and requiring each to have due dates. I just wrote them out as one long list, and ones that had real due dates I put due dates for, and the rest I'm just leaving for now. There were 35 items on the list. It feels overwhelming. I do think that the way I handled the generation of the list was good.
Right now I'm feeling stressed out. I'm worried about the audition and what might happen if I don't get that job. I feel overwhelmed by tasks. Finally, I feel moral repulsion at myself for not being happier with my situation. I have everything--I am comfortable, free, well-off, educated, etc. etc, so I should be thankful. Sadly, right now I just feel anxiety. Maybe it's my sugar addiction, which, by the way, I'm trying to break again. Today is day 2.

Today I worked, read Anna K, exercised, had dinner with Eva, cleaned the kitchen, and now I'm off to bed.
Overall, I used my day effectively. I advanced myself by working (some of the money may go toward savings), reading Anna K, and exercising. Tomorrow I want to write out all my small tasks and projects and break the projects down into smaller segments. The big event tomorrow is my Kaplan interview. Otherwise, I need to work on my Temple application.

Cultivating the lives that we desire is a battle. There will be victories and defeats. Some days we succumb to base temptations, and on these days, the whole endeavor seems hopeless. But somehow, this despair always give way to optimism and ambition. The cycle continues, and we must try to keep fighting. Is the end determined? Who knows, all we can do is fight when we have the strength to do so.