High Hopes

I had “high hopes” for this week (*cue the Panic! At The Disco song).

I spent Sunday setting up my week and crossing my “to dos” off early. I even time blocked my day the night before, which is always my go-to recipe for having a productive day.

Laundry done.

Emails all caught up. 

I was SO ahead, and my week was about to kick off with a bang!

AND THEN… I couldn’t sleep. 

I had the best of intentions, yet the initiation didn’t go as planned.

Old “me” would have done a lot of inner smack talk, berating myself for sleeping in and for not having much energy throughout the next day.

I would have been riddled with guilt over my lack of productivity. But instead, I caught myself and stopped the cycle.

I accepted where I was that day: tired, low energy, and not going to get much done off my to-do list.

I also set up a plan for the next time I’m wired at night.

Feeling super hyper at 1am? Instead of spending all night trying, and failing, to force myself to feel tired, why not use all of that energy to get ahead on my upcoming projects or read that book that I’ve been putting off.  

Sure it feels odd working when everyone else is sleeping, but I would rather listen to my body and get things done when I’m feeling most energetic.

Although what began as “high hopes” for a super productive day, turned down real fast, I’m grateful I was able to say bon voyage to my original plan.

By being gentle with myself and accepting that I needed to erase my expectations, I was able to set my sails for a different type of day. 

Question to ponder: What happens to me when I have high expectations for the day/week, and things don’t go as planned?

Let Love Reign,
~Daniele