One day into the month of August and I am struggling. July was crazy busy, I was all over the place but did my best to fit everything in and have a good time. I used to have monthly goals and monthly recaps. The past two years have been more about doing the best I can with what I have. I will never be the spontaneous sort. But I admire those people. As much as I like to control my schedule, there’s nothing wrong with a good surprise.
The sunrise on Monday was a great surprise. I hope that August can give me a few surprises. Right now I have a seemingly never-ending MBA capstone project, and the greatest desire to just disappear for a week and reappear with my life organized and new. There is no way I will get that good of a surprise, but I’m hopeful that the stress I’ve felt the last few days will have lessened by September.
I have no idea what will happen in the next month, or year, or even the rest of this week.
All I can do is my best, be hopeful, and find the good.