There was a phrase that one of my old bosses used frequently when speaking of the work of a political operative. Whenever a politician would get too caught up in their own ideas, whenever they'd forget that we're all here for the team, or whenever they simply demanded too much, my boss would say we had to 'manage expectations'.
Today, I'd like to talk about managing expectations - my own.
Like a snowstorm that grabs onto you and refuses to let go, pelleting you in the face with flurries whose resemblance to cartoon snowflakes is hidden under layers of cold wind and frozen water, so 2015 has begun for me. Despite my commitment to focusing on what matters and taking things slowly, I have done so much in the first short month of 2016 that my head is basically spinning.
Second, there's a big festive dinner THIS Sunday that has been both logistically challenging and incredibly inspiring at the same time, and which I approach with an equal amount of dread of anticipation. I cannot wait to see it come to life, and yet I fear every curveball thrown at me. Ah, the life of an entrepreneur! (if you are in Montreal and would like to join us, there are still a couple of tickets left!).
Third, I am teaming up with thebotanical.ca to think up a couple of exciting things for early March in the frozen capital that has a hold on my heart, Winnipeg. Stay tuned!
Beyond all that, there's also been my regular, demanding 9-5, the struggles of juggling life and love, a few exciting partnerships for this blog that I can't wait to tell you about, a successful daily yoga month-ling trial, and the fact this house looks like a clothes-and-things-and-random-bits-of-food bomb exploded in it.
Let's. Just. Take. A. Few. Deep. Breaths.
So basically, I've had to cool off jets and come off this space for a bit. I've had to manage my own expectations for perfection, realizing that sometimes, just good enough has to be enough. I had to remind myself that I'm in the long game - and that the end result is not whether tomorrow's blog post has 10,000+ views, or how many comments I get on an Instagram post... But how many people actually use this space, enjoy my recipes, get something from my words.
In the effort of managing expectations and preserving myself, I've pulled myself away from what I truly love. In the last week, I have been barely noticeable on social media, strangely absent from this blog, away from the yoga that feeds my body and soul, and unreachable for friends who just want to hang out. I owe you all an apology.
But the good news is, that after the 7th, things should get better. I may be late with Monday's blog post, and it may not feature a lot more than just exclamations and blurry photos from the night before, but I'll make every damned effort possible to be there.
You have my word. And I hope I don't have to manage your expectations after...
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