Last week I wrote about pacing yourself through daily tasks as well as obtaining long term goals. This week I have an example of how sometimes it is necessary to adjust accordingly.
As I’ve been getting this blog up and running I have decided I want to post original content on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I have made a list of topics as well as outlines for several posts.
Several days a week I head to the coffee shop for a few hours of writing. I also work on Skillshare classes, and some other creative projects. Going to the coffee shop gets me out of the apartment and allows me to see other human beings. When I am flaring I can go weeks at a time and only see my husband.
On Monday night I took some time to make blog headers for some of my future planned posts. That way they would be ready to go when I sat down to do the writing.
I got a shower, packed up my computer and headed out to the truck. My plan was to write Thursday’s post so it would be ready to publish in the morning.
I had drastically under estimated how much it had snowed and was ill prepared for the weather. My Converse sneakers were not adequate, but I trudged along.
When I got to the truck I could not find the snow brush ANYWHERE! It either fell out in a parking lot or is seriously buried behind the seats. I attempted to make do with my bare hands and the ice scraper. There was entirely too much snow to handle with just the ice scraper. I cleared off the windshield, but I couldn’t safely see over the pile of snow on the hood of my vehicle.
Then, I did what any self respecting adult would do and whined to my Mom. I collected my things and went back inside. Fortunately I am a person who is rarely cold, because even though I wasn’t dressed appropriately I was sweating when I got back to the apartment.
To top everything off I could feel the beginnings of a migraine when I got back inside. I don’t know if it’s the tension in my shoulders and neck from just not being able to do what I want, or if it was the physical activity of attempting to clean off the truck. But that sucked too.
I texted Ryan about the snow brush, he didn’t have any answers but agreed to clean off the truck so it would be ready to drive tomorrow. He also brought me food, which was awesome because that was one of the plans for while I was out.
So yes, my day did not go according to plan, and I am at home by myself. But I decided to use this as a great example of needing to adjust accordingly. I could have thrown a tantrum because things were not going my way and gave up for the day (which was mighty tempting).
Or I could use this as a teaching moment and show that I carried on regardless of how my plans turned out. And I had a seriously happy Popeye who took up residence on my laptop bag.
This was not the post I planned on writing, but very timely and relevant. I did not spend as much time writing as I wanted, but the plan for the rest of the day is to connect with folks on social media and do some reading. And that’s a pretty ok day too.