Monday Morning Confessional

Monday Morning Confessional January 12, 2015

smartphoneI confess that last Thursday morning I had a 7am meeting, so I got up at 5:30 to write a blog post. I did my morning prayers, wrote & proofread the post. In my process, the last step before I hit publish involves adding links, images, and media for the entry. This particular post was fairly heavy on those elements and it was taking me longer than usual. All the while the clock was ticking down toward my breakfast meeting. But, I thrive under pressure. I had this.

I confess that the back end of the blog platform at Patheos has worked perfectly for so long that I’m out of the habit of copying my entire post before I hit save, just to be safe. This day, however, I went to save my work & I lost my post. The screen reverted to a much earlier draft, and most of my work from the morning was gone. I texted my guy to tell him I’d be a bit late & frantically tried to retrieve the post. I will admit to a certain amount of cussing during this part of my morning–no excuses. Finally about 10 minutes after seven I gave in, packed up my stuff, and headed out the door for my meeting. The post would have to wait.

I confess that I was now quite late, in a huff & in a hurry, plus I had too many things in my hands. I was frustrated as much with myself for being so frustrated as I was with the blog for not working like I wanted, or the fact that I could have averted the whole thing by taking a simple 2 second precaution. I opened my car door, and as I was throwing my bag in the seat beside me, my phone slipped out of my hands. I could see it falling as if in slow motion. It hit almost flat on the concrete & the face crystal shattered… ugh. I walked back to the door to the house, cracked the door from the garage open enough to fit my hand & phone through showing the face of my phone to my wife. Then I cleared my throat. To her great credit, she didn’t laugh. A laugh would’ve been justified. After all, she had heard me lamenting my lost blog post for the past 15 minutes. She was cool about it, and her empathic response made me feel better. Which goes to show you that empathy is always a good idea. She even offered to go to the Sprint store with me so I could pick out a new phone.

I confess that we met up at the Sprint store later that afternoon. We waited in line for a bit & then were told that (for reasons I will spare you having to do with switching from employee plans), I cannot get a new phone for like a week to ten days. The upside is that my crappy iPhone 4 (pre-siri, mind you), will soon be replaced by a newer model. The bad news is, I’m going to slice my fingers on this screen.

I confess that one of my worst personal habits is that I will often push to finish a task, and end up making myself late to the next thing. I have worked hard this year to get better at being on time for meetings and commitments, but it’s still a struggle. I am trying to simply stop what I’m doing the moment I know it’s time for me to leave. Every second I spend past that moment means hurry, mistakes, excuses, frustration, if not, you know, a broken iPhone… and all of this is self-inflicted.

Well, I’ve made my confession for this Monday. Time for you to make yours:

 


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