I have always been a pantser and a very slow writer. I’ve been trying to plan more and write faster. Blogging has helped with that. But not this week. Sometimes you get spilled ice cream or in my case, goals that simply aren’t fulfilled.
I had a plan. I had a backup plan. Both failed for a number of reasons: a topic I just couldn’t get my head around despite (or because of) lots of research; a crappy internet connection; lost images; and a day job that exploded into twelve-hour days. I ended up with ice cream on the floor.
What To Do When Things Go Wrong?
Take a deep breath. Reassess the situation. Can it be fixed? Hmmm. Not much you can do with ice cream ala floor.
Sometimes you have to let go. That’s hard for me to do. I hate giving up. But I don’t have much choice. After twelve-hour days, creativity wanes. When the ice cream’s on the floor all you can do is mop up.
Take a hot bath and go to bed. I’ll try another scoop, er, I mean post, next week.
Thanks for taking the time to read my little lament. I hope you’ll tell me about what kind of day you’ve had.
When life hands you spilled ice cream, sometimes all you can do is go buy another scoop when you can. Good luck with yours!
Thanks, Jennette. I appreciate your support!
I feel like this happens to me every week of my life. I start out with the best intentions, but something comes up, or I don’t feel motivated and put things off for a “better time” that never comes. I’m working on that part of it because that is procrastination at work, but sometimes you genuinely can’t do what you wanted to do, and it’s good to take a deep breath and not be too hard on yourself.
I hear you, Alana. I, too, am a procrastinator. I also ‘bite off more than I can chew’ frequently. I have so many things on my ‘To Do’ list that there’s no way to accomplish everything. I used to beat myself up about not getting things done. I am trying to be nicer to myself, both by not beating up on myself and by making more realistic ‘To Do’ lists. Thanks so much for stopping by!
I identify with your lament, Lynette. Re the little boy whose ice cream is about to hit the ground: does he know the five-second rule? Whoops, you’re a nurse. I guess you had to unlearn the five-second rule in your first semester.
Shhhh. Don’t tell anyone, but what I unlearned in the first semester of nursing school got relearned somewhere along the way. But ya know, ice cream somehow defies being picked up once it’s hit the ground. 🙂 Thanks for the laugh, Pat.