“At some point, everything’s gonna go south on you… everything’s going to go south and you’re going to say, this is it. This is how I end. Now you can either accept that, or you can get to work. That’s all it is. You just begin. You do the math. You solve one problem… and you solve the next one… and then the next. And If you solve enough problems, you get to come home.” — Mark Watney, The Martian
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transition from February to March that has my head, body, and life in a frenzy. 4AM nights are becoming all too frequent, especially those paired with 7 or 8AM “radar” alarms with additional sequential alarms every 15 minutes thereafter. Tap to snooze. Tap to snooze. My mind has gotten so accustomed to tap to snooze that I don’t even have to look at my iPhone screen to see where to tap to snooze (any iPhone user knows it’s a small one-line of text you have to pin the finger on the donkey to tap to snooze — ah, modernity). Tap to snooze. One morning I literally slept through all of my alarms! What to do, tap to snooze, what to do. So, yes, I’m exhausted; but — mind you — I’m not complaining. Here’s what’s going on. I’m in the middle (literally) of finalizing setup for our very first trade show! Yep, that’s right — SOTAH’s making big moves (we already re-launched our website, thoughts?). And yes, launching our website was another project. Then we have several freelance clients, I’m styling a spring campaign for a cool brand (more to come on that later), and then there’s life! Okay, there’s not much of the far latter right now, which needs to change, but that’s another post.
Revert back to the quotation at the beginning of this post. Those final lines in that movie have resonated louder and louder in my mind with each passing day than any other motivational quotation (and I do have a lot that I keep in mind). When you have so much going on in your life, you don’t have time to even have a problem. Or, better yet, problems you once thought were monumental shrink. Granted I’m not stuck in a life threatening environment, but the moral of the story is that you simply have to tackle the problem at hand and move on. And if there’s anything that grade school and college mathematics taught us, it’s that every problem has a solution. So with that comfort, I’ve been tackling away. And it’s been working; things are equating. I can tell because I don’t get my periods of anxiety or stress anymore where I feel like 3 glasses of wine functions the exact same way as Excel’s “solver” does (spoiler: it doesn’t). So, here’s to a frenzy, problems that surface, and the yang that’s a solution to each.