Don’t be an anti-wait for a second person

How many times in your life have you set sail on a project and found yourself off course because of some monster lurking in the sea?  That monster is called ‘wait for a second, dear, you’re not going to get to do as you had planned’?

Your sails are bundled up tight and you’re just gonna sit for a while.  And wait…

It happens to all of us at some point in time, or I should say it happens to us multiple times over the course of our lifetimes.

‘Wait for a second’ moments teach us about ourselves.

We all can name instances in life such as work, play, injuries, goodbyes, hellos, and nope, I’m just going to sit a bit instead, aka, moments that interrupt our plans.  We find ourselves all alone in our pity party, our boats tipped over and resting on a shore we didn’t plan to be on.

We should be used to it, right?  We’re experienced in overcoming ‘wait for a second’ moments.  I know I have my share of them.

Yesterday, I woke up not feeling as rested as I hoped for.  Yeah, the darn rib pain got the best of my sleep for the night.  I was ready to head back for the covers instead of jumping into the day.

Instead of writing a blog post, I fed the dog, sat in the chair and watched him while he ate, then I took a couple of Motrin and went back to bed.  That ‘wait for a second moment’ turned into 2.5 hours of much-needed sleep that I hadn’t planned on getting.  And then I had to get to work.

That’s not a bad thing, I guess.  I’m quite fond of sleeping well.  Sleeping poorly, not so much.  And I do enjoy earning my paycheck on days where there is clear sailing and I get all of my work done.  But all day long, I missed my blog writing time.  It seemed like part of me was missing out on something important for my sanity.  Since last year around this time, I’ve written all but maybe 1 week’s worth of time, otherwise I’ve written every day.

It has become a habit.  One that I enjoy. 

And frankly, I don’t like it when ‘wait for a second’ moments break my routine.  But since my crash, I’m getting better at letting the ‘wait for a few weeks’ take over my time instead.  I’m discovering that I’m not an anti-rest person after all.  To heal I know I need to rest and chillax about keeping up with prior commitments I made.  Take for example my 31-day photography challenge.

When I put together the 31-day list of objects, I purposely put the boat and float one toward the end of the month. Typically, later in July around these parts, the early mornings are foggy and dew-drenched, and the lake is calm and so peaceful.  The perfect time when tranquil shots can be captured.  The first time I ever ventured off by myself was that day last year.   I even spied on a couple of fishermen on the way back from the sailboat spot.

I was excited to go on another adventure by myself to see what I could find for new photos.  Instead, it’s not foggy today (or yesterday), and I slept through my chance.

Who cares?

Me, of course.  But ‘wait for a second’ if you didn’t read my post from last year, you didn’t know I did that, did you?  You didn’t know about the photos, so – I can reuse them!  (Score – yay me!).

I’m compromising to get the prompt completed and to move on to share a few flower photos because today’s prompt is flower or plant.  My self-imposed 31-day challenge will be all caught up and I’ll feel better about not letting myself down despite my ‘wait for a second’ moments causing me to rest and not do as I intended to do yesterday.

And my flowers…how are they doing?  They are surviving, not necessarily thriving…but I’m enjoying the hell out of them.  I haven’t the heart to cut any of them to make a bouquet like I imagined I’d have once they started blooming.  This one that my daughter brought me from the farm last year was my goal.

Instead, I don’t have any flowers like that, but here are a few photos of what I have so far.

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I’m convinced that next year I won’t use the pod starters – they’ve been a joke and seem to have slowed the growth of those that survived the bird plucking sessions.  I will probably plant seeds again but will plant them right into the ground.  It seems to work for the farmer.  Once the corn finishes growing and is ready for harvest time, my plants will have all bloomed.  And maybe I’ll have picked one bouquet…or not, we’ll see.

I just need to ‘wait for a second’ to find out which flowers will bloom later and which ones will come back again next year.  And…that’s a perfect thing to do while I wait until my rib heals.  Weeding the garden beds can wait for a second for me!

#31SRW Photography Challenge Day 23 and 24 Boat and Float and Flower and Plant (read challenge rules here) and Word of the Day Prompt:  Anti.  And July Photo A Day Challenge:  Boat.

PS – Have you ever had a ‘wait for a second’ moment that you’re glad happened?  What is your trick for getting through the unexpected moments?