"Some mornings you wake up and you feel like right then, in that moment, you've figured everything out and if you just execute what is in your brain life should be pretty smooth from then on. Then breakfast happens."--a friend of mine, on her blog.
lately i feel like, while i am planning like a beast, my days rarely turn out exactly as i plan them. so far, that's been okay. i feel like i'm dodging and weaving pretty well, and also keeping my nose to the proverbial grindstone. why i should think life would be any different than this, when unexpected has been the rule, i don't know, but there you go.
i went to this insanely hard mixed martial arts class at the gym (it's called body combat, if that helps you envision it, and i feel like someone beat me a little) and she kept saying to be light on your feet.
(i wasn't, really, but that's neither here nor there.)
being light on my feet is how i feel like i will be successful in anything this semester. it's not about rigidity, sticking resolutely to a plan that may not work anymore. it's about having a plan, working the plan, and then dealing with life when it inevitably happens. too often, i look at what i haven't done instead of what i have given the circumstances. i think life is about how you react to the circumstances thrown at you--whether that be a deluge of needy emails from students, a husband with an (obviously) unexpected bout of food poisoning, or a former student who fairly well shouts your name out at the local grocery store and is so excited to spend 15 minutes catching up with you.
it's about being light on your feet.
so far so good.