… and starting over from scratch.
I flew out to West Palm Beach this past weekend for a press event and utilized the long flight to cross off a more mundane goal on my life list: #67: Finish a crossword puzzle (no cheating!).
And would you believe that I spent an entire seven hours of travel time, attempted 113 crossword puzzles and did not once fill up more than half of the puzzle?
I like words. A lot. And I know a few of them. But for some reason, there are too many for me to know and reference, and I’m going to stop beating myself up about it. Sure, writers should know words. After all, it’s our craft. But to be honest, I’d rather know joy.
And when I fail to complete a life list item, focusing so much on the completion of the task rather than the joy of the moment, I’m failing only myself.
So. I’m starting over. I’m going to slowly edit and re-invent my life list to reflect the goals that might be difficult, yes, but mean something to me. And who knows? Finishing a crossword puzzle might stay, but I can guarantee that the second it becomes joyless, it will go.
I’ll keep you posted. In the mean time, let’s be kind to ourselves. We’re just a work in progress, you know.