Do you know how many times that phrase is used? Too many for some reason. This upcoming week has made me realize that I’ve become to reliant on “winging it”. So reliant that I don’t even know what winging it truely means anymore.
Since when do I not prepare for anything when I was taught to be prepared for anything cuz life throws you a crapload of astroids. (Woot space reference). I leave it all to the last minute and get stressed. To de-stress I have started telling myself that you’ll be fine just winging it, when really no I won’t.
The quality I know I can have in my work, in my life just isn’t there. Completely attributed to winging it. While somethings don’t need to be put through the process a billion times over again, everything should be atleast looked at once because there are always areas to improve on.
I am a work in progress.
I will probably always be a work in progress.
I am A-OK with that fact.
It’s better than just being work with no progress. Which is what I thought of myself not too long ago.
Life is a work in progress…OH WOW, how spiritual am I, next thing you know I will require ten minutes every hour to become at one with myself…
Wait, that actually might be a nice idea, not every hour, but to actually be at one with myself? I would love that.
Maybe that can be another work in progress of the work in progress of me.
Have I said “WORK IN PROGRESS” enough times yet for you to get the picture?!
I do not apologize for being a W in P. I do not apologize for not knowing where this is all getting me. I do NOT apologize for rambling on my own blog.
Those who do not admit to being a W in P are either a) in denial, b) oblivious, or c) waaaaaay to perfect for me to even comprehend, they must be on some higher level I will never reach.
To quote an awesome fish, named Dorie, “Just keep swimming”. This will be my mantra for the rest of my life.
Thanks for allowing me to just keep swimming because not too long ago I felt like I was drowning.