But maybe it wasn't the reworked piece. Maybe it was because I opened my big mouth.
EB was telling me that he had read somewhere about why it's best not to let anyone know your plans: Your brain understands that little vocalisation as a pseudo victory, and the drive to follow through diminishes a little. Actually, I found a short TED talk:
I'm super guilty of this. And worse yet, I totally posted about my shop on Facebook.
SO. No more talk about the shop. Until I've opened it.
No more talking about any big goals until--well--I have something to really Talk about. I'll continue to post about living intentionally and creatively, about my yarn hauls and upcoming/ongoing projects, but it'll be a little different.
This may be a bad example, but it takes me back to my days of having an eating disorder. I never told anyone of my plans to lose weight; and although I had some unhealthy habits, I was, indeed, very effective. I never had the satisfaction of someone saying, 'Good for you! You're gonna get skinny in no time!' especially because I never needed to lose the weight, and I obviously wasn't using safe means to do so. I didn't feel victorious until the scale number decreased, or my clothes were looser. It was my little secret. And I carried that secret proudly.
I need to take on that same mentality with all the other goals in my life. So, okay, the goal is out there already. But I can start being quiet right now. If people ask me how it's going, brevity is key. No details.
From here on out, it's my little secret. ;)
~Pusher. Of. Pens.~