Adulting Pro Max
Dispatch from organised chaos.
I would have loved to have written something more substantial this week.
Instead, I have spent an unreasonable amount of time coordinating schedules, answering messages, moving things from one calendar to another and wondering whether adulthood is simply project management with higher stakes.
Life is full at the moment.
And mostly not in the aspirational, burgeoning way I would love to claim. The days just seem to reach maximum capacity surprisingly early lately and I’ve been calling it ‘Adulting Pro Max’ to those who have been checking in and as
king how things are going.
There are creative projects moving. Business too. Events to plan. Decisions to make. A small human who requires remarkable amounts of administration for someone unable to complete a sentence.
Somewhere in all of this, I have developed a newfound respect for people who consistently have their lives together.
Or at least create a convincing enough illusion through constant composure and steady disposition.
As a younger person, I assumed competence arrived all at once. You became an adult, received the operating manual and proceeded accordingly.
What I have discovered instead is that most people are improvising. Some are simply doing it with better spreadsheets.
I don’t have a larger point to make.
This is genuinely just an update.
Things are busy. Things are moving. A few opportunities have emerged that I am excited about. Several ideas are beginning to take clearer shape. There is still far more to do than time available to do it. I’m learning to delegate and outsource but that is a whole other test of my strength on its own.
Which, now that I think about it, may be the most adult thing.
Anyway.
A brief note from the middle of it all before I disappear back into the organised chaos.
More soon.