Not all at once.

So, I spent this morning talking about leadership development in college sophomores and it reminded me of something related to this little blogy-blog:  just because you are cute and popular does not mean you have substance.  So, while I’m stoked that the blog has been getting some increased viewing, I don’t want to sacrifice frequent updates for high stats.

Because, you see, you need to blog regularly if you want to do it well.  And you need to read, think, critique, and write regularly to do those things well.  And that is the purpose of this blog — to give me a moment to consider the things that I might otherwise let slip through the cracks; to craft my conversational creative writing, so that I do not become a no-Oxford-comma-using government writer.  Ugh.  Just thinking about that possibility makes me want to run away and hide. . .

Today, my brain is a little twisty.  I get frustrated during some meetings, both in my work and personal life, where I think If only we tried a little harder or If only we were doing just a little more.  Because I have a compulsion of doing each thing to the max all the time.  And I want to do things well — doing things well is so important to me, so much that my parents never had to “make” me do my homework and I took on a double major and worked two jobs and was president of my sorority at the same time during college because I just wanted to do it all, and do it great. . .

Just reading that sentence is exhausting.  And the thing is, when I can’t do “it all,” or “it perfectly,” I get very frustrated and hate the mediocrity of it all to the point that I question if I’m doing the right things with my time.  And this is the moment where I need to say to myself, sternly and in a strong slow voice, Everything is not the most important thing and prioritizing is the most important characteristic of a good leader.  Not perfection.  Prioritizing.   

So, I’m saying it to myself, and saying it to you.  We can do it all, but not all at once.



    • pinkbriefcase

      I’m glad I’m not the only one — on both accounts! When I see documents without the Oxford comma I cringe, take a personal moment, and then move on without editing it in and it makes me feel like the world is crumbling around me.

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