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?
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