Meaningful May: Family is Important
I wonder if I judge myself too much on how much I help others, and why I find offering help to others difficult at times, not knowing how they'll react.
My Mum tells me that giving up my time at the weekend to visit her (and help her solve the quintagram puzzle, which I managed amazingly fast today) is enough of an act of kindness for her, and I don't need to do some grand gesture.
I've been hit by something of a calamity today; I decided to do a couple of edits to my book I'm writing; goodness knows why because I needed to host a zoom meeting for church this morning, and soon I found myself doing some crazy multitasking, as I found myself wanted to suddenly do about three different things.
I saved the document, and then decided to back it up on my memory stick, as I always do. After I copied it to the memory stick and overwrote the saved file, I noticed something odd - it gave the last saved date as sometime in February.
I tried reopening, to check my magnum opus was okay - the whole file had corrupted; I started to panic - file recovery? Nope, that didn't work.
I was trying to hold a skype meeting while hiding my despondency, but I did get a flash of inspiration, and grabbed another memory stick, thinking I had possibly been saving it to this one at some point.
I had, but my last save was back in February, meaning that I'm going to have to recreate two months' worth of additions and edits to get rid of my plot holes and continuity errors, and I'm just glad I created a separate file to write down what is going to happen in each chapter.
Having to redo things and hope that I can match the quality of what I wrote before it still heartbreaking, and I'm just glad I don't have to re-write the whole thing. My plan is to first get a new memory stick, since these devices tend to be full up of precious photographs that I don't want to lose, and occasionally files that are now redundant. I'm also going to make sure I keep saving under a different file name in case I have another similar disaster.
I hope I can get through this, and cope with having to recreate what I'm hoping to be a masterpiece; its always daunting, like the moment when I type up a long journal entry and the internet crashes - it happened once when I was giving my extensive thoughts on one of the new Star Wars and I wanted to scream.
I just need to pray that I have the patience, and stop catastrophising with "what if" situations where my evening tonight with my best mate and other friends goes wrong, lie "What if I'm a bit late and all the seats are taken?" "What if I don't have a good time?"
I know I'll enjoy my time when I get there, I just get jittery beforehand - I think it's just nerves.
I had a nice walk earlier with the family, meaning I've walked for two days during week one of National Walking Month, and I've managed 13km towards the May Strava Walking Challenge.
My Mum tells me that giving up my time at the weekend to visit her (and help her solve the quintagram puzzle, which I managed amazingly fast today) is enough of an act of kindness for her, and I don't need to do some grand gesture.
I've been hit by something of a calamity today; I decided to do a couple of edits to my book I'm writing; goodness knows why because I needed to host a zoom meeting for church this morning, and soon I found myself doing some crazy multitasking, as I found myself wanted to suddenly do about three different things.
I saved the document, and then decided to back it up on my memory stick, as I always do. After I copied it to the memory stick and overwrote the saved file, I noticed something odd - it gave the last saved date as sometime in February.
I tried reopening, to check my magnum opus was okay - the whole file had corrupted; I started to panic - file recovery? Nope, that didn't work.
I was trying to hold a skype meeting while hiding my despondency, but I did get a flash of inspiration, and grabbed another memory stick, thinking I had possibly been saving it to this one at some point.
I had, but my last save was back in February, meaning that I'm going to have to recreate two months' worth of additions and edits to get rid of my plot holes and continuity errors, and I'm just glad I created a separate file to write down what is going to happen in each chapter.
Having to redo things and hope that I can match the quality of what I wrote before it still heartbreaking, and I'm just glad I don't have to re-write the whole thing. My plan is to first get a new memory stick, since these devices tend to be full up of precious photographs that I don't want to lose, and occasionally files that are now redundant. I'm also going to make sure I keep saving under a different file name in case I have another similar disaster.
I hope I can get through this, and cope with having to recreate what I'm hoping to be a masterpiece; its always daunting, like the moment when I type up a long journal entry and the internet crashes - it happened once when I was giving my extensive thoughts on one of the new Star Wars and I wanted to scream.
I just need to pray that I have the patience, and stop catastrophising with "what if" situations where my evening tonight with my best mate and other friends goes wrong, lie "What if I'm a bit late and all the seats are taken?" "What if I don't have a good time?"
I know I'll enjoy my time when I get there, I just get jittery beforehand - I think it's just nerves.
I had a nice walk earlier with the family, meaning I've walked for two days during week one of National Walking Month, and I've managed 13km towards the May Strava Walking Challenge.