Wow, I can’t believe it’s been so long since I posted. I’ve been meaning to, really. But, well, life’s been hectic. I know that’s a lame excuse. I don’t really have another, though, so I think it will have to do.
It seems like these past few weeks my feet have been hitting the floor early, early sunup and I’ve kept moving until late at night with little rest in between. We have an intern at work that was commenting about how she meant to start something much earlier in the day, but actually didn’t start writing until around 11 pm at night. She finished around 4:30a and slept in until noon. Oh, how I long for those days. Now, I find it’s 2:30 and I’m up again at 5:30.
I’m not whining, really. I love what I do most days. I love working on websites, talking about web “stuff”, writing grants, planning how to raise more money, and planning how to reach people who will be as excited about what we do as we are. Putting in long hours is part of working for a nonprofit. There are never enough resources to cover everything that has to be done. Add perfectionism - or at least an unwillingness to let “good enough” suffice - and you have incredibly long hours.
I’ve spent a lot of time during the last few months learning to let go of some of my perfectionism, learning to measure when something just isn’t good enough and when it just isn’t as good as I would have done it. Is it okay for flyers not to look that great if it means I can delegate it rather than spending 5 hours on it myself? Is it okay for things to be cut crooked if means someone else can do and I don’t have to cut hundreds of pieces of paper apart? Somethings I’m learning that that’s okay - if it means that I can spend those hours working on something more important.
But it still makes me grimace.
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