“But little Mouse, you are not alone,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes of mice and men
Go often askew,
And leave us nothing but grief and pain,
For promised joy!”*
*Translation of John Burns’ poem: “To a Mouse, on Turning Her Up in Her Nest with the Plough“.
Gotta love those optimistic Scots. 😉 But it’s true — therefore often quoted and paraphrased. We make plans with full intent on keeping our deadlines and honoring our promises… only to mess up or become sidetracked somewhere along the way.
Yep, I find myself in that position. Again. Seems it’s almost inevitable, to the point that I cringe every time I even think of setting goals. But a little bit of optimism shines through and I get the “I can do it this time” attitude. For a while. Until something happens… or I get stuck in a scene… life interferes… illness knocks me down… self-doubt pummels my already shaky confidence… Yeah, I know all about “best laid plans”.
I’ve been accused of having the fear of succeeding… along with the fear of failure. I’ll admit to the latter; the former, not so much. Although it could be true, I’m still not convinced I’ve ever been afraid of succeeding too much.
Okay, well, I again set a goal. A goal to finish such-and-such by a certain date. Details? Nope. Sorry. Every time I share my goals, I fall flat on my face in a very public arena. I’d rather this round be less in the spotlight.
Wow. Maybe I have some Scot in me, after all? 😉