Some days it feels like everything is moving at top speed, as if you are dashing around obstacles at the edge of crashing, avoiding disaster by the narrowest of margins while you madly rush toward the finish line. Sometimes this is exhausting; sometimes it’s truly exhilarating.
On those mad-dash days, what helps you keep some semblance of control?
There are those days when (1) everything is over planned in hopes that it will work out anyway and those days that (2) get out of control because nothing goes as planned. On either of these days it is necessary to say “Whoa” and reset priorities. Considering the things that can be delayed or if absolutely necessary, dropped, that is the way I have to handle these kinds of situations. Even though I know that I will probably drop into bed exhausted, there is a certain satisfaction that the day was completed with some of it handled politely and satisfactorily. If not with courtesy, at least an apology that is given to those who were disrupted by the changes or
omissions.