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What happens when you set a huge mountain of goals, and then life interrupts?
First, you panic.
Then you look at the goals and wonder: What was I thinking?
Then you get back to work and try to get back on track.
This is my epiphany now that it is the middle of February. In January I happily set a huge amount of goals. (Click HERE to see the mountain) I knew that I wouldn’t get every single one crossed off the list. I even said that. But I wanted to dream big.
So I wrote them all down. And then life kept interrupting.
Okay, it’s not the end of the year, but it is the middle of the second month and I am not where I expected to be. To start with, I had planned to have all of my edits, including the galley’s, done for Little Red Riding Wolf in January. I was going to edit an old ms while I waited for them to show up and work on my plotting for my new novella.
And I did get my edits, and I did get them done. And I do have my novella plotted. But what I didn’t plan for was the family emergency that sucked a week out of January. Poof, gone.
Oh, and the other thing I didn’t plan for was the CRW Award of Excellence contest (that I am running) to come to a head the same week as the family emergency. Nor did I plan for that week to be the week my second round of edits came in.
But what do you do when you are a tight goal setter? What do you do when it snows and the kids and husband don’t leave the house. Or you get the killer head cold and can barely even stand to look at the computer for a week? Or those same kids get sick and not only are they home, in need of Mom’s homemade straight-from-the-chicken soup, but they also then need to be driven to school when they are finally almost feeling better?
All these things made my January crazy.
Actually the killer head cold was last week. I did get some writing done, but not enough. And this week I also had another family crisis. Not an emergency, but still….
I’m at the point where I need to be firm and say, I’m not answering the phone between the hours of nine and three. If I was at work, they would have to wait. Why is it so hard when I’m at home?
I’m the sandwich generation. I have parents who need a little more help and my kids still need me. I’m trying to work at my writing career, and (in the spring/summer/part of the fall) I hold a job. I’m trying to keep up with my Dr. Oz recommended healthy lifestyle (the 85 pound Labrador helps get me out the door) and oh, yeah. My husband.
Let’s not forget about him. He seems to think that being married requires that we spend time together. Where has he been the last ten years? Modern couples just text I LUV U, and roll over exhausted.
And yet, no one but me set those goals. I knew things might come up. What was I thinking?
I’ll tell you what I was thinking. IN fact you can go back and read the original post if you want to, but I was being optimistic. Is that a bad thing?
No. I don’t think so. But now when I know I’m falling behind, now is the time to reexamine those goals. To figure out if I can buckle down and make my word count double this week and catch up for last weeks head-cold. To realize that I’ve not just been busy with other people’s crisis, but I could have worked harder when I had the time.
Yeah, I admit it. I’ve slacked off too much. So now is the time to get back on the track. Now is the time to not answer the phone for a few hours, check messages at lunch, and then get back to work. Now is the time to treat my time at my computer as sacred.
Because if I don’t, I’m not even going to get halfway up the mountain. And I expect to do at least that.
Have you stopped by Gloria Richard’s blog an seen Sherry Isaac’s Step Away From the January, It Might Be Loaded posts? Unlike me Sherry has a reasonable approach to goal setting. Where are you on your goals? Did you set any and have you reviewed them?
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