It’s become a tradition of mine to take self care days in the middle and end of the year.
2 days here, 3 days there.
I relax mostly. Live out my ideal day or weekend - which usually involves coffee, shopping, art of some sort, or food. I also use some time for self-reflection and personal planning. So I started thinking about some of the big goals that I wanted to achieve in 2018 that I didn’t.
While I designed and sewed a lot of pieces, I didn’t get to launch the 10 piece collection that I’d hoped for. I also struggled with my business model and how to turn my skills into a second source of income amongst other things. I think every entrepreneur struggles with certain things business wise, but also personally. There’s personal struggles and battles that happen within while trying to grow and start a business.
One of my problems was letting go.
YOU CANNOT DO EVERYTHING CIERRA. I literally had to have a coming to Jesus with myself. I’m self taught in a lot of areas. A lot of my skills, I worked hard to learn over time and I’m a strong believer in ‘you can do anything if you put your mind to it’. So I tend to think I can do everything. But just because I CAN do it doesn’t mean I SHOULD. You gotta learn to delegate sis.
For example, there’s tons of designs sitting in my sketchbook that could have came to life that I just didn’t have time to sew - that I should have given to a seamstress to create in half the time. It’s what I’ll eventually have to do when the business gets big enough anyways. So this year, a goal of mine is delegating more off my plate to free up time, because time is money.
I also had a problem with letting go of the ‘plan’ I had for myself.
HA! A plan. How cute.
The only plan I needed to follow is God’s plan and not my own. I was a living-breathing oxymoron. Praying for guidance and still try to be in control. Plans are great, but plans also need to be flexible. I always notice the goals I set in the beginning of the year usually look a little different towards the middle as things progress.
So let it go. *cues petty lover by Jaz Karis.