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No plan, no matter how well plotted, never survives contact with the enemy.

In my case, the enemy is the Real World.

The end of February 2024 was the goal for getting everything up and going, with March 2024 the deadline for the first publication. Right now, things do not look like they will cooperate with me for that.

Which irritates me.

We’re not giving up, just slowing things down a bit. Still moving forward, still got the path lined out in front of us, just…trying to figure out why there’s a river in my way when there wasn’t one on the map.

The joys of being a responsible adult. Oh, but for the days when fiscal literacy was a simple thing that only included 2 or 3 accounts. Kinda like changing your name–in your 20’s, it isn’t such a big deal. True, it’s a financial investment, but you only have 3 or 4 places to change your name with. In your 40’s, you have to WANT that new name, because all the paperwork to change it in 432,567 different places, half of which you thought weren’t even a THING because you don’t remember opening an account there, or were pretty certain you’d CLOSED said account, is a bit of a gauntlet.

Aside from the financial delay, there’s also the self-performance delay. Doing the thing every day is something I’m resisting, which I can’t if I want all this to work. Which makes me freak out. Which makes me mindlessly binge youtube, or suddenly start a new, complicated and very involved project just to feel like I’m not just standing still. Which is a contradiction in itself, since working on writing is not standing still, but it’s the one thing I want to do that I resist doing. It’s enough to make me panic if I’m not careful.

Just stop. Take a deep breath. Don’t rush out and start 12 more hobby-projects to spend nervous energy on because you feel like you HAVE TO ACCOMPLISH SOMETHING.

Just . . . breathe. Step back. Consider the situation. Look at different solutions. Breathe. It doesn’t have to be completed today.

Just one step at a time.