I had a setback this week, Monday.
It was my fault.
I let people down.
I ruined plans.
I didn’t grind, grind, grind.
I didn’t work in a field I was knowledgeable in.
I put my focus on the wrong things.
I was learning as I failed.
It didn’t feel good.
After the setback, the failure, the disappointment; I refocused.
I learned why I failed.
I looked at my goals, I learned that my family is more important to me than work, money, or other success. Other success could be fame, personal satisfaction, or material good.
I learned that money doesn’t move me to work.
I learned that I have deeper dreams to be a solopreneur instead of an entrepreneur.
I learned that to do that I have to change.
I will limit my goals.
I will focus on only two next year. I have a third, but It isn’t detrimental to accomplish. That is it. Both goals require sub goals, effort, and patience.
It’s Friday, I am scoring this loss as a win.
I am walking away better for it, and the pain of disappointment will teach me not to take on commitments lightly.