Every morning, when I sit down at my desk, I have something pretty awesome in front of me.
It’s my to-do list, with an achievable number of things on it.
Most days, I knock out everything on my list. It makes me feel amazing and accomplished. I can see progress happening and feel momentum and possibility throughout the week.
I have a time management system in place that works really well for me, consistently.
I used to think that finding the right system would eliminate the disappointment I used to feel every day when I didn’t get everything done that I hoped I would.
But here’s the deal – it didn’t.
My sense of disappointment, or of falling short, went way deeper than a to-do list.
It came straight from my superhuman expectations of how much I could accomplish in a finite period of time.
I am so optimistic about what I can accomplish in an hour, or a day, it’s silly. I’m getting better, but it’s taking a long time to adjust that expectation.
And so every week, on Friday, I plan out my tasks for the entire week. And every week, I think, “Is that all? Really?” It frustrates me that I can’t do more.
So, while I haven’t yet totally outrun that disappointment, I have relegated it to one day a week. I get disappointed once, and spend the rest of the week feeling pretty good.
And I’ve started to see that disappointment as a friend – it’s a signal to help me look a little bit deeper, and take an honest look at those impossible expectations in my heart, and ask them to move just one inch closer to reality every week.
I’m curious – where in your life can you follow your disappointment to an expectation you might be able to adjust?