As some of you may know, I like to knit and crochet. I’m not ashamed to admit that I have a huge collection of yarn that I will likely never completely use up, because the “stash” is always added to. Last year, I discovered that Vanna White has her own line of yarn and that she runs a yearly contest through Michael’s. This year, I searched through some stitch books and discovered a couple of patterns that I liked and combined the two into a blanket. I was really excited to be submitting it to the contest, but sadly, this is the state of the blanket.
As you can see, it’s about 3/4 of the way done…and the deadline was Tuesday night at midnight. Does this mean that I have failed? In one sense, yes. I didn’t get it done in time and therefore, it was not entered into the contest. In another sense, no. I will still complete the project and can always submit it next year. I’ve learned a lot about my time limitations, that I sometimes set goals for myself that are difficult to meet and that my priorities have changed. These are valuable lessons that I can apply to all sorts of different situations.
In my photography business, I’ve always followed a policy that I want to exceed my clients expectations. The deadlines I set for myself in my business are non-negotiable and I will turn myself inside out to meet them. I’ve been known to stay up all night and sometimes even cancel plans with friends to do this. It’s not the best way to live, but I’m a firm believer that my reputation is the foundation of my business. If my clients aren’t happy, then I have FAILED.
At home, it sometimes means that the floors don’t get washed every week, but every other week or possibly two, as spending time playing with Ella is more important. If one of her childhood memories ends up being that her mom was too busy to play with her, I will have FAILED.
This is something I try to remind myself of every day. While I was a little disappointed that I didn’t get the blanket finished in time, it’s not going to matter in five years. If Ella’s happy because she was able to “steal” cheese from the freshly grated pile, that IS going to matter in five years. Failure is all relative. In the grand scheme of life, if I leave this planet with my children as friends, clients who remember my work fondly, friends who are able to recall good times shared and a happy husband, then I will be able to say life has been a great success. No matter how many small “failures” happened along the way!
Keep Smiling 🙂