So, I just got a message from the Universe to practice what I preach.
You know how I know?
Because I spent hours writing a blog post. And then rewriting it. And then finding the right song to accompany it. And while looking for a photo to add…
NOWHERE TO BE FOUND.
Well, that’s not entirely true. Wherever the draft was seven hours prior to this moment had been saved. But believe me when I say that the seven-hours-ago draft is completely different than what I had when I finished it.
My stomach, jaw, and heart dropped simultaneously.
You ever have that happen?
All that hard work… just disappear?
(I know you have.)
But I’d be pretty remiss if I didn’t take this BIG PILE OF lemons and make some lemonade, right?
So, let’s go back to the questions I told you all to ask yourselves in times like these…
- Is there any value to my pout-pout face?
:::looks down at the ground and kicks invisible dirt:::
- Can I extract any positives from this situation?
:::takes a deep breath:::
- What are the positives?
Well, for one, this is an irritating and frustrating reminder to CONSTANTLY SAVE my work! :::hits Save Draft:::
And it’s a good lesson in protecting my time and energy by not hemming and hawing for so long over finding “the right words.” (I recall spending a lot of time googling synonyms and definitions, when, in reality, perfection doesn’t exist.)
Since I did struggle a bit with the post, this situation gives me the opportunity to do it over again differently. :::hits Save Draft:::
And it’s humbling…
When something like this happens to a writer, it has the direct result of forcing the ego out of the writing completely—which is how it should be anyway.
Finally, my last positive is that I got a blog post out of it anyway. Plus I was given the opportunity to practice shifting my mindset almost as soon as the disappointment hit.
So, uh… thanks, Universe. Always a pleasure!
❤ Laura :::hits Save Draft:::