It’s not something that wasn’t expected. I have many expectations for myself, but very little abilities to actually accomplish them. My to-do list is always laughed at by my chronic illness. It’s more unexpected if I accomplish all that I have planned.
This time, it is my TBR. I had the plan to read 60 books this year, which is actually a modest goal for me compared to other years. However, as luck would have it, sickness and the world made me forget I was planning on reading Wheel of Time in its entirety. Not to mention how I was planning to compare the newest translations of the Bible I had recently secured. So, now I’m around 35 books – and less than 10k words – behind my goal for the year.
However, I did just finish the NRSVue translation. Tonight. Just now. 2 days after I started writing this post, I finished the culmination of months of study. It feels great, but still doesn’t feel like enough. Does it ever feel like enough when you plan to make something the base of many facets of your research? Maybe if you’re not a perfectionist, but the feeling of the imposter syndrome is strong in me. I need to feel like I know everything about a topic before I will even pretend to know anything. I’ve also added yet another translation that I didn’t have yet to my collection, so I guess I’ll just never feel “finished.” And, I guess that’s going to have to be okay.
