Adapting

My life has changed somewhat over the past few weeks and I need to get used to it all before I fall into bad habits. I'd forgotten how much my work day gets altered between pre- and post-Easter and I'm in danger of it running away with me and dragging me into a permanent undercurrent of overwhelmingness. Everything is busier, my to-do list is longer than in Winter and it's pretty much full-on from the second I arrive onsite 'til the second my bum is back in my car seat. Problems arise, people complain and management demand immediacy. And poor little Rory - that 13-year-old pubescent bundle of awkwardness with impostor syndrome who still lives deep within me - starts to feel unable.
And that's where the bad habits can come in.
Instead of taking my time, and taking a breath, and moving forward with a plan, I can panic and fatalise and wrongly decide that rushing into action is better than due consideration. I can ignore my usual calm thought processes and force myself to do something that briefly makes me feel productive but ultimately makes my life harder. I can get things wrong, even when I know the right course to take. I can allow my intuitions to be hampered by my impatience. I can trip myself up and get in my own way and create problems for myself with my hurry.
So I'm going to try very hard not to do all that today. And writing this out this morning is a good first step on the ladder, I hope.

RC 22-4-24