Frustration

I know that every worthwhile project brings a period of a certain level of stress and panic. It is a part of the process that adds that much more satisfaction to finally finishing it and totally bossing it.

I'm at that point.

I feel stressed and frustrated mixed with sad and a little bit of angry. There's also a sprinkle of hope in there... but just a sprinkle.

I was making decent progress on this project. I had a perfect balance of work, project editing and Taekwondo classes going for a few weeks and I was feeling great about it. But life got in the way. No it was the opposite actually... Death.

I have dealt with death before. Living in a country where fatality was just a number and watching both my grandparents pass away in a critical time of my high school and college career have certainly built up my resilience and ability to get work done under extreme pressure. But this time was different. This time I was not prepared.

My 2 year old cousin's life was taken much too soon in a tragic accident that left the entire family paralyzed. I suddenly found myself in an unfamiliar situation with feelings I had no idea how to deal with. By the time I snapped back to what I had going on I realized that a week had passed with no progress done. I haven't even reached 50% of what I need to get done.

I have one week to recover. One.