Friday, 24 January 2014

Early in the Morning, Doubts and Comfort

It's 5:00am on Saturday morning.  My wife is asleep beside me in bed after we had both been up tending to a suck child.  It's these early hours that the three daemons of failure visit me, like Scrooge. Say good morning to my traveling companions:

  • Fear
  • Uncertainty 
  • Doubt
This morning I suffer from concerns about the final scene in the dog park.  June is one of the rainiest months in Perth.  What if it rains in the day of the shoot?  I will have to reschedule crew, 50+ extras, and catering... and DOG CATERING!

Ugh.... And that gets the worry ball rolling....

The positive thing about my worry gene kicking into high gear is that I can think through and solve problems long before they become problems.  And I have always had fabulous luck with the weather... Touch wood.

My wife has, unbeknownst to me, been awake, looking over my shoulder and reading me write this on my mobile.  She startled me by saying in my ear "you're awesome.  I believe in you.  You'll do fine."

Yes... But because I worry, not in spite of it.

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