Quarter 2 Wrap-up & Quarter 3 Goals

Let me start off by saying that this is a judgement-free zone.

Just kidding...I give you free rein to judge me because that’s why I’m doing this in the first place. The pressure to please all of you by finishing all of my goals should help me succeed in them.

Empirical data shows otherwise, but the jury is still out.

Based on my very muted excitement for this quarter, you’ll probably guess I didn’t complete all of my goals.

Spoiler alert: I only did a quarter of them.

Whew! Now that I got that out of the way, let’s jump right in and look at how little I did this quarter…

But wait!

I have some excuses. I know, I know, you probably don’t want to hear them because after all, they’re just excuses. But they’re going to make me feel better, so just throw me a bone for a minute.

Lame excuse number one: I was gone for 5 weeks. Yes, you would think that it would make me more productive, laying around in a hotel after work all day, but I really didn’t have time to work on much of anything while I was gone. It was hard. I hated being away from my family for that long and the dogs nearly forgot who I was. (just kidding...but I missed them!)

Lame excuse number 2: Steven and I are house-hunting. I thank God that we decided to put off our wedding until next year because I wouldn’t have been able to handle buying a house and planning a wedding. I thought this process would be a romp through the daisies, falling in love with a house and then effortlessly purchasing it but ohhh no! It’s more like “this house has this but I really hate that” over, and over and over. But I digress.

Lastly: I’m making a lot of progress across all of my goals, but just haven’t quite completed them. This probably means that next quarter will be rife with success. Hopefully it will finally blind me to the embarrassing agony of telling you all my failures these past two quarters.

There they are - all of my excuses. Do I feel better? Maybe. I’m still ticked I didn’t finish more goals this quarter.

Get your life jackets ready… the tidepool of my failures awaits!