This week was one of those weeks where I had to concede to the fact I cannot do everything.
I know this sounds really obvious, but I carefully organize my days so I can do *everything*. My day looks incredibly doable on paper, but it has yet to work out the way I would like it to.
I am juggling a lot of balls while walking on a fine tightrope of balancing life and work, and all it takes is one unforeseen event to cause a misstep and everything goes tumbling. I try not to get frustrated, especially since it’s only been a month that I’ve been attempting to manage all of my stuff. And I love all of the stuff I am doing – working with great people at Hay ThereSocial Media, teaching at Walsh College, working on my blog so it’s not like I’m complaining. But if I could just have 26 hours in a day, I feel my beautifully orchestrated days would become a reality.
See, when Thomas went off to school fulltime, one of the things I wanted to do was really focus on my writing skills. And ironically enough, I found HerStories Personal Essay Boot Camp. This has been such a wonderful learning experience, and unlike other attempts to practice the craft of writing, I am actually held accountable with deadlines and group members.
This week our essay is due. And I’ve been working really hard on it in between everything else.
While I am learning some new storytelling techniques, I think it is interesting that it brought me back to my first love: journaling. I have been wanting, actually needing, to go back to this form of writing so it feels right.
But that meant not writing the blog post I had wanted to write this week.
It is always a humbling experience when I set these lofty goals for myself and then have them not happen the way I had envisioned. But I did find my way back to journaling so maybe it wasn’t that bad of a week.
Next week will be better (although I said that about this week, too).
How was your week? Did you finish what you needed to accomplish? Or did your life take you on a detour?