A while back I decided it was time to take a break from all leadership positions I was holding with several organizations. In one organization I held the position of Web Master. I think I performed this duty for seven or eight years and I was happy to turn the duty over to someone else.
To make a long story short, this person took over the site and did a wonderful job. He totally revamped the site and took the site to the next level. About a month ago this fellow got in a huff about something and he flat out quit so the organization asked me to take the site over again.
Last night I got an email from a member and he wanted me to add several event photos to the site. I figured it could wait until the morning so I went to bed, but I woke up at 3:30 AM in a bit of a panic. This is rare because it is rare that I ever panic about anything. I got up and headed down stairs to turn on the computer. I fired up the HTML editor, Dreamweaver and looked at the site. Suddenly it occurred to me that not only was the web architecture foreign to me, it was a totally revamped site, but I had also forgotten nearly everything I knew about Dreamweaver. Panic was setting in, so rather than obsess on it I closed off the session.
This is how I process difficult situations, I walk away. I went and watered in the greenhouse, then I started another session. I advanced a little then hit another wall, so I hung some laundry out on the line. I came back in and made a little more progress then hit another wall. I put the horses out on the pasture and collected some eggs and then took another crack at it. I finally figured out everything I needed to get it all loaded, linked and added to a drop-down menu after I vacuumed and dusted the house.
I felt I was a little over optimistic when I took the site over again, but I think I'll be able to handle it now. It's like getting on a bike, right?